It was a normal evening when out of nowhere our ears were defiled by a rumbling echo of no small accord.
We found ourselves awaking to a vile stench that seemed to be localized to the depths of our little girl’s loin cloth.
We quickly sprang into action to remedy the untimely situation by tag teaming the little rascal and her soiled pampers.
I assumed the position of handling the legs, which gave Mindy the opportunity to freely mop up the hazardous waste.
And then a most surprising thing happened.
Our little girl gave a subtle smirk, crunched her belly and released.
With that release came a little tiny mortar of liquid poo that went sailing through the air.
We
made a desperate attempt to flee the little daisy cutter, but to no avail.
The damage was done with several casualties.
The major areas impacted were Mindy’s pants and our bed.
There was a clean up attempt of the aftermath and we believe that the bed may make a full recovery, but it’s looking rather grim for Mindy’s chinos.
You may be asking, “what might I do to help this unfortunate Mindy and her pants?”
Well I’m glad you asked.
We are setting up a nonprofit fund in honor of Mindy’s slacks and others that have suffered from random rocket poo occurrences.
Our goal is to bring about healing for these individuals by fostering a loving safe environment, providing funding for the rebuilding of house and home after disastrous rocket poo occurrences, and education and awareness about this increasingly common episode.
Please consider donating to our wonderful cause because only you, through education and awareness, can prevent future incidences of this ever so growing epidemic.
Scene 1: Avery assumes the position for commencing burping
Scene 2: BELCH!!!!!!!
Scene 3: Aftermath
K3: Life of the Knudsen's
It was a normal evening when out of nowhere our ears were defiled by a rumbling echo of no small accord. We found ourselves awaking to a vile stench that seemed to be localized to the depths of our little girl’s loin cloth. We quickly sprang into action to remedy the untimely situation by tag teaming the little rascal and her soiled pampers. I assumed the position of handling the legs, which gave Mindy the opportunity to freely mop up the hazardous waste. And then a most surprising thing happened. Our little girl gave a subtle smirk, crunched her belly and released. With that release came a little tiny mortar of liquid poo that went sailing through the air. We 
made a desperate attempt to flee the little daisy cutter, but to no avail. The damage was done with several casualties. The major areas impacted were Mindy’s pants and our bed. There was a clean up attempt of the aftermath and we believe that the bed may make a full recovery, but it’s looking rather grim for Mindy’s chinos. You may be asking, “what might I do to help this unfortunate Mindy and her pants?” Well I’m glad you asked. We are setting up a nonprofit fund in honor of Mindy’s slacks and others that have suffered from random rocket poo occurrences. Our goal is to bring about healing for these individuals by fostering a loving safe environment, providing funding for the rebuilding of house and home after disastrous rocket poo occurrences, and education and awareness about this increasingly common episode. Please consider donating to our wonderful cause because only you, through education and awareness, can prevent future incidences of this ever so growing epidemic.
Scene 1: Avery assumes the position for commencing burping
Scene 2: BELCH!!!!!!!
Scene 3: Aftermath
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freaking classic!!
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