so kev and i were sitting on the couch last night watching the rest of our tivo-ed episode of CSI: NY, right? we were all snuggled up, all cute like. kev was sitting with his arm around me and i had my legs up on the coffee table and my sweet doggie moose was laying under my legs (well, partly under my legs and partly under the coffee table. the boy is 125+ lbs). anyway - i felt the urge to let out a little toot. so... i did. except what i let out wasn't a toot... it was a full blown fart. i'm talking frat boy style. it was by far the loudest, crudest fart i've ever farted. it was so stinkin' loud that it scared moose half to death. he had no idea what was going on and he tried to get up really fast and in his confusion bonked his big head on the coffee table. i don't know if he realized it was a fart he heard or whether he was knocked unconscious for a second... either way, he laid back down. but only for a second (until the smell hit him). he got up, looked me straight in the eye and barked and then walked over to the fireplace and laid down.
needless to say, kevin was really impressed. HAHA. because i'm so classy. yep, you better recognize. i can clear out the dog. word.
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