"This is no time for farting, it's time for eating!" announced Little Dog.
"That's right," I said, stifling a giggle. "It's dinner time."
Mr. Dog and I exchanged an amused look.
"I told my bottom," he continued earnestly.
"You told your bottom it's not time for farting?" asked Mr. Dog, just to clarify
"Yes," Little Dog agreed. "But he sure wants to fart."
And then we lost it completely.
Pasta ala Fridge
5 years ago