Who Farted? 



Karin sent Aidan in to wake me up today.

"Dad, come see Charlie and Lola on the computer."
"Okay." Grunt, groan, pulling my shirt on

We sat down at the computers.
He shows me Charlie and Lola. I compliment him on his fine pictures.

He says, "Who farted?"
I say, "Not me. It must have been you."
He thinks for a second...

He says, "It must be your breath."
Could be... 

Posted: Sun - October 8, 2006 at 08:19 AM          


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