I just broke out laughing, asking if I could say a verse, too. :)
It wasn't until much later...once Shane and I were alone, and he found it hidden under a pillow that he seemed to be getting a bit worked up about this littl' ol' innocent whoopie cushion.
I said, "Honey..what's the problem with them?"
"I just hate them."
I suppose that it was something in the WAY that he said it that tweaked my hearing...and
fine-tuned it to his heart.
"HONEY!!!!!!!!!! You didn't HAVE a whoopie cushion when you were growing up, now did you?"
"No. I did not."
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I'm about to bust a gut at this point! Not only did he NOT have a Whoopie Cushion, he did not see a NEED for one!!!!!
OOOOO....sososososososososososo WRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG!
"Get Up!" I told him.
"WHAT?!"
"Get Up! You'll thank me for this later. I'm about to become your best friend 2x over!"
So, as he stared at me in total disbelief, I blew up the whoopie cushion, and then set it on the nightstand.
"Now what?!" he asked.
"Now you WHOOPIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
We laughed so hard that I thought we'd have to pick ourselves up of the floor!
It was sweet! You just haven't really lived until you've plopped your potookie on a whoopie cushion, and lost yourself in giggles and snorts, now have you?!
NOW, THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' 'BOUT!
It's just my humble opinion, but I think EVERY family needs a whoopie cushion, and I'm quite thankful that my son learned a Bible verse, so that we could have one. :)
