I am walking along with the boy who is just spouting poop jokes and was reminded of a time we were with BFF a few summers ago in Central Park. The boys were 4...
Bowie: Hey M....
M : What?
Bowie: poop!
Hysterical laughter from the boys for the next several minutes, like roll on the ground, tears streaming from their eyes laughter.
Breathless from the laughter, M hits Bowie on the arm and says "good one Bowie"
Just didn't want to forget that.
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