I thought that it would be funny to share the occasional toot joke or symphonic bowels tune or colon squeaker with my child. Unfortunately, I created a potty humor monster! The last straw was seeing this drawing she did at Church Sunday School. Parents, learn from my horrible mistakes, and don’t let an innocent, but stinky toot turn into a full scale incident at your house of worship!
Remember when everyone was going bananas because the Devil in this film looked like Obama? I thought the scene was missing something…
This has actually happened to me at a couple of churches. I guess I should not roll around on a skunk carcass, before going to a house of prayer!
Yes, I am old, and smelly, and grey, and cranky. And for some reason I look like I am a person off “Duck Dynasty.”
The team of writers and artists that I have chained to desks in a hole in my basement, don’t just make fun of the left! Oh no! They make fun of the right as well, for only a crust of bread, a sip of water, and a little lotion in the basket daily!
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