Thursday, July 19, 2007

There's somthing in the air

We here at the empire have a variation on the "Pull my finger" gag. What happens is Matthew pulls all my fingers 1 by 1 and I make a fart sound with my mouth as he goes along. He finds this to be hilarious. So today he was playing this with Maya. He was pulling her fingers one by one and she just looked down confused and a little uncomfortable with her man-handed brother tugging at her baby knuckles. I put a stop to it: "Matthew you can't fart your sister, she's too little you could hurt her. You can only fart mommy and daddy." Perplexed, he looks back at me and says "But daddy...... mommy doesn't fart"

We laughed so hard we both almost farted. Yes, he is correct. I work in an office where farting is a sick game of whom can make whom gag the most. Farts are being shot off carefree all day long every day (not many women in our office). In addition to me not finding farts humorous, I have to deal with them all day long. Grown men, walk around, fart in your office then scurry off giggling like little school girls. So written into our wedding woes (well, it should have been), no wife of mine is allowed to fart out loud. It’s repulsive and not very lady like. So when he said "But daddy...... mommy doesn't fart" it was just so perfect.

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