tiffandrock
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hmmm drinking pee is def worse then my booger crunching. :laughing:
Im embarrassed to admit that I kept my daughter home from school today to be on puke patrol. yep, puke patrol. My boys have both been throwing up and I cant do the throw up thing. I get anywhere near the stuff and im hurling. you would think with three kids I would be used to it but im not.
So, she got to stay home and play the 360 in between cleaning up the vomit. nice huh. hey, she agreed to it. :crazytongue: I didnt force her or anything. :laughing:
Yeah, me thinks Sticks has waste issues :laughing:
You didn't try tasting it did ya? :booty"
Tracey, LMAO @ your daughter staying home for puke patrol :laughing:
I realize the older I get the weaker my stomach gets. I'm not too keen on cleaning up puke either. If the boys aren't close enough to the bathroom when they gotta hurl, I throw 'em outside!
Ha, ha! You and Tiffandrock laugh it up at my expense. :booty" That's okay though. Your times will come, when you have something similar happen to you. Just you wait. And when it happens, I hope you don't have the "luxury" of being able to poop in the vehicle...but instead, it happens in a crowded mall somewhere. :laughing:
When I was a kid, my parents and I took a road trip vacation to the Smokey Mountains. Somewhere was a huge observation tower on a hill. People would park at the bottom of the hill, then proceed to walk up the paved path to the tower and then up to the top for an awesome view of the Smokeys. Well....
we were all walking up this hill, and mom let out a little fart. We all heard it, and this man walked past my mom, then turned to her and said, "there's still another 1/2-mile or so to the tower. Then he walked on. Mom was so embarrassed, while dad and I thought it was quite hilarious. To this day, we tease mom about how she can't walk up a hill without pooting. :laughing:
When I was a kid, my parents and I took a road trip vacation to the Smokey Mountains. Somewhere was a huge observation tower on a hill. People would park at the bottom of the hill, then proceed to walk up the paved path to the tower and then up to the top for an awesome view of the Smokeys. Well....
we were all walking up this hill, and mom let out a little fart. We all heard it, and this man walked past my mom, then turned to her and said, "there's still another 1/2-mile or so to the tower. Then he walked on. Mom was so embarrassed, while dad and I thought it was quite hilarious. To this day, we tease mom about how she can't walk up a hill without pooting. :laughing:
Trust me, I'd rather bike my a$$ all over the state of Ohio than drive. Driving scares the daylights outta me too. Mean azz, horrid, irritable, impatient, irrational blow-hards ruin it for me. I'm like don't you see I have my kids in the car you f*%$#2! a@*hole? I have been tempted to pull over, put the kids on the curb and ram me some backends :cussing: