This morning, my six year old son made a book for me. I’d like to share it with you all.
This is a person peeing. Not that you couldn’t tell. I mean, look at the blue. And the sound effect. Obvious.
Meanwhile on page two, this person is loudly pooting. He merely says “p,” as if that somehow makes it okay.
On page three, we find another person who is pooting. And saying “Ummmm.”
Page four reveals– SURPRISE. Another pooter.
And finally, a surprise ending! “Dus this maake my but look fat?” this man asks. We’ll assume it is a rhetorical question.
Bruiser graciously offered me this signed first edition at a price I couldn’t refuse.
Not to be braggy, but I’m pretty sure we have a future Harvard graduate on our hands.
It’s a male thing. They are obsessed with pooting and farting and bathroom humor.
Do I *smell* a Pulitzer?!
Just be happy he is being thrifty by using both sides of the paper.
BAAHAAHAA!!! Heart him. Hysterical.