One year my son said he wanted a jar of magical pony farts for Christmas. I think he couldn’t think of anything and was trying to think of something difficult. I didn’t blink and said ok.
I got a jar, painted it with sparkles, and wrote Magic Pony Farts in it. I sprayed a bunch of cotton balls with perfume and put them in the jar. Excessive amounts of perfume, so when you opened the jar, it hit you hard. Wrapped it all up and gave it to him for Christmas. We still have it somewhere, 15 years later…
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