We were at a wedding. In July. In Florida.
Who does that?
At any rate I was in an exaggerated state of ass sweat.
My butt was itchy, ok?!
So I am doing that little dance where you are hoping to not look like you have an itchy ass but really you are trying to somehow get your ass to itch itself?
It never works.
So Turbo says, "why are you walking like that daddy?"
"don't worry about it"
but the little guy won't let it go. He keeps asking me about it.
We are out on this balcony and I'm letting him play in the water that has melted around the keg and I finally break down and scratch at my butt.
"is your butt itchy?"
"yes, it's itchy"
then he says, and I'm sure he said it in a normal voice, but to me it sounded like he was yelling
"you should wipe your butt better!"
"hey, shut it! I wipe just fine. I'm sweating a lot here."
"no, I had the same problem! mom said it was because I didn't wipe good!"
that boy is lucky to be alive.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Another Turbo Story
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5 comments:
funny! good thing he's a cute kid, eh?
clearly.
you ain't lyin' sister.
The combination of the fact that he is cute and he looks more than a bit like me has kept him alive so far...
what was the deleted comment?? come on...I need to know what censorship has occured on a blog that uses the phrase "hairy balls" and "ass monkey"
I had a typo and you can't edit your comments, only delete them.
I have found that if I have been out drinking and then I come home and blog I have to go back the next day and redact about %25 of the f- bombs....
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