Saturday, March 8, 2008

We Have a New Kermit

Cashman just fell in the toilet!

Once I quit laughing, I removed his sopping shirt, and stuck him in the bathtub. I commenced with the Kermit calling and he begged, "Stop it, mommy!"

I can't, and I won't.

When I was about 5, I sat down on the pot to watch my mother put on her makeup. I swore the lid was down. It was not. I got soaked. From then on out my dad called me Kermit. Bastard.

Now there's a new Kermit in the house. He's going to need therapy someday.

1 comment:

  1. hahaha bent fell in the toilet once and not just a little in all the way in. poor cash!!!


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