Yesterday was a day to wax all sentimental and shit. Well today is another day.
The sass is back!
As you know, I love my daughter and all her quirky goodness. Sometimes, I wonder where she came from.
I was tweeting away…having a grand ol’ time with my new twitter friends who also have blogs who you really should visit, when SHE came and sat on the arm of my chair. Did she come to talk about the pending move? Did she want to discuss our fun-filled weekend that starts at 06:00 am? No.
She came to fart.
She lifted her skinny little ass cheek…and farted.
She giggled. She scooped. She served.
If you have never been the target of a scoop and serve, you haven’t
lived er… smelled.
So this is how it is done.
- You fart, preferably a dry, loud, smelly fart. Wet? Ewwww….skip those ones.
- Quickly, before it dissipates and is wasted, you take your hand and form it into a scoop.
- Place it by your ass, scoop it out and serve it up to your victim.