04/2003 E-mail excerpt
At dinner: we are discussing our “best and worst” events of the day.
Ethan: “My best thing was MEALWORM PUPAS at school. And my worst thing was…” He is interrupted by twenty loud seconds of his own flatulence.
Randy: “Ethan, what should you say?”
But Ethan is overcome with laughter, unable to answer. Randy turns away to hide his own grin.
Ethan looks down behind his butt and exclaims, “I have something for you!”
Randy and I in alarmed unison: “What?” I immediately wonder if it was more than gas. There’s something to give us?
But the extended fart turns out to be unrelated to Ethan’s statement. It turns out he has a school paper in his back pocket for us.
You can never be sure, though.
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