I am not proud to admit this, but when I wash my hands, I squish them together to make wet farty sounds… and I have a little electronic fart noise-making machine… and I use it… because… I am like a 6-year-old boy trapped in a man’s body… I guess…
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Pouring My Art Out 
Who told you you have a man’s body?
Like every woman I ever kissed… and my children
I always knew you were a whoopee cushion kind of a guy.
that is so true
My daughter has one of those fart machines. She stuck in the top of a box so that every time someone tried to move it made one rude noise or another. It worked beautifully, and she was quite proud of the success of her first real practical joke. She’s definitely one of us.
I keep mine in a drawer with stuff on it so that when I reach in the drawer it gets me every time.
HAHAHA! You and Morrigan would get along *so* well. XD
Of course we would… kids are my peeps…
Mine, too. I always say that we get along so well because I’m immature.
exactly
That’s cool 😎
I’m not so sure it is… but thanks.