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I nodded mutely as I watched Derek and Killian clowning around in the distance. “But don’t worry, because you’re going to have a great time,” Ryan continued, though I was only half-listening to him. “The biggest thing you’ve got to worry about is pooping your pants.” What I heard was blah blah blah great time blah blah POOPING YOUR PANTS. “WHAT?!” I yelped. I wheeled around to face him. He had my full attention now. “Yeah, you didn’t know that?” he asked, suddenly quite serious. “98% of all people who do shrooms poop their pants. Nobody ever told you that?”

Cheeky. But not enough for me to reply him. So I leave it on seen, while unconsciously watch the same video a few times more. Until he sends a new one a minute later. "Bedtime, Paola! This is not funny." The video is showing cheeky Pao hiding behind the gigantic Hugo, shirtless and looking yummy. Damnit Elle, that's somebody's husband and daddy! "It's a bit funny, Papa. Aaa-ha-ha-ha!" I can't help but to laugh along hearing Pao making an evil laughing sound, Hugo too starts to laugh.

a man said furiously. He had a spiky mohawk hairstyle like a cliché rockstar. He had a bushy beard and he had a larger physique compared to Disgustington. Gray’s face slightly twitched upon seeing his hair. “Did a band throw up on you, Mohawk?” she thought to herself. “I-I was just pissing!” said Disgustington, averting his eyes. “You, f*ckwit!” Mohawk slapped him with the back of his hand. “Can’t you control your own damn d*ck?!”

“I’m pretty sure your exact words a few weeks ago were, ‘I know everything and you know nothing.’” “I was talking about the theme that existence is pointless in Rick and Morty. Not everything ever in the history of forever.” “I’m pretty sure you meant everything ever in the history of forever.” “Okay, you guys, cool it.” Naoko took Henry’s arm, patting his skinny chest. “How was sax practice, babe?” “My favorite reed finally cracked so I had to use a new one.” Henry sighed. “I hate having to use a new reed.” “Yeah, but you get to suck on a new piece of wood,” I said.

There is a curl to his lip that has me suppressing a grin because I know what comes next. The rip-roaring tooter he’s been working on explodes through the quiet. As the too handsome Dad’s face goes red, and his head knocks back, I let out a deep belly laugh I couldn’t hold in if I wanted. I still go on feeding Mister Man as if the series of other squirting farts accompanied by his bouncing, filling the visible diaper in his pant line, aren’t happening. Well, as much as I can through the increasing laughs, that are bringing tears to my eyes. As much for the relief in the little one’s face as the mortification on Dad’s.

Cut the suspense and just let me fall! And the branch completely broke… “Whaaaaaaa!” Thuddddd…. Ow, my butt hurt. Sean the Puppy, why didn't you save me?! Mister old man just smiled while the other two got no reaction. It felt like they just saw a monkey who was about to fall but they didn’t do anything because it was normal for monkeys to fall. “Dear, we’ll be going now,” Mister said. Goodbye old man, hope you go to the afterlife already!

He clicked a few shots and frowned. "Hold your pose, guys." Peyton cleared her throat. "I think we're going for true giggles here. Perhaps we could get Mr. Gaines to sing karaoke at this year's Christmas party. A little rendition of I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus?" Chuckles sounded behind Xavier, and he forced a grin as Mitchum fired off several clicks of the camera, moving slightly from side to side and crouching for a few. He rose. "I think we're good."

And while she would never admit it, she enjoyed the sound of it cracking. "What's the name of it again?" she asked. She liked Henry. He had a nice smile on top of a gorgeous body, but he didn't feel the need to fill the silence with pointless chatter. They often just listened to country music on satellite radio as Henry piloted the Lincoln Blackwood truck that cost more than Shamira would have earned in a year. "Cho's Tavern," Henry replied with a grin. "The owner's from China and was hooked on 'The Simpsons' before he ever moved to the states. He's a good guy, but most trolls are."

SHAMELESS PDA! Will_the_devil I DIDN'T NEED TO SEE THAT I_pooped OH, PLEASE, YOU JUST JEALOUS OF THEIR LOVE. Will_the_devil YOU GUYS ARE IMPOSSEIBLE. I AM OUT TOO. BYE. I_pooped TSK, TSK. WE DON'T SAY BYE HERE. Will_the_devil OH, REALLY?! I_pooped MHM. DON'T DO THAT AGAIN. Will_the_devil WATCH ME. BYE. BYE. BYE.

She was secretly relieved Jake would teach her family about handling finances. “We named the big, mean one Sue.” Trevor grinned. “She pushes all the other pigs aside when she wants to eat. We’re thinking she’ll be Christmas dinner next year.” “After all the garbage you’ll be feeding her, you’ll be doing her a favor.” “Oh, you love me and you know it.” “What names did you geniuses name the other two pigs?” “Luke named the male Hank, and no one knows why...” “He looks like Hank Williams,” Luke inserted. “Hank is my classmate. He’s big and fat.”