Potty Talk Still Gets Me at Thirty-Two

January 29, 2007

“It is the kind of gigantic, intimidating sword that I equate with the big, pimped out trucks I see on the freeway from time to time  the kind with tires almost as tall as me and the big, bright fog lights and the loud, modified tailpipe that sounds like God farting.”

2 Responses to “Potty Talk Still Gets Me at Thirty-Two”

1. Mocha Says:
   January 29th, 2007 at 4:40 pm

   It’s not just you. I constantly ask my best friend Becky just WHEN we will be old enough where farting isn’t funny. She’s past 40 and she hasn’t stopped giggling yet. All bodily functions are funny.

2. mammaloves Says:
   January 30th, 2007 at 8:06 pm

   I actually think it’s funnier now.