Oh yeah? Take THAT!
Me: So, imagine I was an X-man (woman, whatever...)
Bike Boy: Mmm?
Me: What would my mutant super-power be?
Bike Boy: Farting
Me: ...........
Thursday, March 05, 2009
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7 comments:
haaaaa!
comrade! i love me a good hard fart-off at home with WD.
i always win.
always.
;o)
HA HA!!! Bike boy cracks me up.
From rexona muscle (I will never forget that!) to Fart-woman, he'd have me in stitches all the time!
:):)
What can I say? Farts are funny.
Maturity is overrated.
Maturity is overrated.
And that, children, is my new motto. :-D (probably just as well, since I spent half the night cackling when my Mum said "You don't remember remember remember!")
Bahahaha. Your husband is the model of tact and spousal delicacy! Mind you, you must be a cracker to fart well enough that it's a SUPER POWER?!! :-)
Oh well, everyone needs a talent.
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