The lovely employees of Neurotico can’t afford any fancy smancy therapy, so they come up with stuff like this. I asked them to come up with a cartoon about the mean stuff husbands say to their wives, but they just downed a bottle of vodka, huffed some model glue and threw up. It is so hard to find good employees these days!
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!
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