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Up until my first son was 4, we carefully avoided using a certain term for flatulence, and instead chose to call it "passing gas". But as life would have it, he used our preferred term one afternoon while playing with his 7 year old cousin, who instantly asked me, "Doesn't Al know how to say 'fart'?" Needless to say, pc was OUT and fart was IN from that moment on!

By the way, I've been a redhead all my life -first from God, now via my excellent colorist -and I agree with you. It IS the best!


"I find it amazing that Mr. SubD has known me since I was 23 years old."

Actually, I was stalking you long before that.

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