Sunday, November 27, 2005
We ate, we laughed, a good time was had by all. Then the Fartsgiving cloud fell upon the party. I am not sure what did it, but everyone had horrible gas. We would go outside to smoke and come back in to a house that literally smelled like a porta potty. Ethan finally got to the point to where he tried to escape through the broken screen.
unfortunately for the little guy, he was just a bit to short to get all the way out.
I hope your Thanksgiving was as successful as ours.
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