Sunday, October 26, 2008

I'm upstairs in the office. Downstairs there is the sudden scampering of urgent feet heading into the bathroom. A few moments later I hear:

"Dad!"

I ignore it.

"Daaaad!"

I'm good at this. I ignore it again.

"Daaaaaaaaad!"

I give in.

"What?"

"I'm doing the horriblest poo ever! Get the air freshener..."



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2 comments:

Speak words of wisdom unto the Junk Monkey. He needs them.