My dear, sweet feminine daughter just ripped a fart with such length and velocity that I about fell off my chair. Then she looked at me, laughed and said, "Wow, that sounded just like a bullet."
Because Emma spends all her free time at the firing range.
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4 comments:
I love your blog. Short, sweet, and hilarious!
You gotta love a girl who knows about firearms and flatulance.
I think maybe this should be called a McCormack bodily function. She had to have gotten it from somewhere else, we Snows have more class than that...
That is very true George.
Thanks Chris (BBC not brother)
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