Talking to a girl this morning (I believe we all know what that means, heh heh heh), I was reminded of when I flew The Short Bus down to Virginia two years ago. While at the airport I had to piss so I brought him into the bathroom, and since it was an airport and kids are abducted every 5 seconds at them I told him to stand beside me and hold onto my jeans while I pissed. Him being a 3 year-old boy, of course he's obsessed with "pee-pees." I'm doing my thing, looking down and obviously thinking "YOU, sir, are the bee's knees!", when out of the corner of my eye I see a little head snaking into sight.
"YES, Rats!" he shouted in proud triumph, breaking away and jumping with a fist in the air, "you got a BIG pee-pee!!!"
Of course he never brings this up when chicks are around. Only the men's room at the airport. Sigh.
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