A precious boy just turned nine. As is my tradition (that I got from my Mom) I asked this boy how it felt to be nine. Rather than the standard answer, "Just the same as eight felt yesterday," he had another response. He didn't actually answer the question.
He said, "I just had my first fart as a nine year-old."
I said, "Well.......how did it feel?"
"Great!" was his reply...
I will share this with his girlfriend someday.
Enough said.
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You should have stored it in a Mason jar as a keepsake.
I told the boys that you said that and they got quite a chuckle... He seemed to like the $0.88 whoopie cushion more than the rest of his birthday presents.
I can't wait until he starts writing his own blog!
Yes...His will be more entertaining than mine...
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