OK people, Cookie sent this to me in an email.
Now, not only am I telling you DO NOT DRINK ANY BEVERAGES WHILE LISTENING TO THIS SONG, I am also telling you MAKE SURE YOUR BLADDER IS EMPTY and also SIT ON THE FLOOR BEFORE YOU CLICK TO AVOID FALLING OUT OF YOUR CHAIR!!
Go here and listen to the song, then read my true-life story below.
My boys are chips off the old Subvet block. I want you to know.
One lovely Sunday morning I was sitting up in the choir loft and Sonshine (an infant at this time) was quietly sitting in Daddy's lap. During one of the quiet times in the service there is the wonderful sound of ghost poop echoing across the sanctuary....I RECOGNIZED IT AS MY SON'S!!
If you can recognize your child by the sound of their farts, you MIGHT be a Mommy.
Now, fast forward a couple of years and one child later.
Here we all are standing up at the alter of the church to baptize my infant Alligator. Everyone's watching and smiling, baby is flashing his show-stopping grin (yes, a crowd pleaser even at 2 months). Preacher says, "Let us pray." Every head bows,
Preacher says, "Dear Lord,"
Oh yeah, the guest of honor just made sure to let his presence be known right there in front of (literally) God and everybody!
Oh and I should tell you that one of Sonshine's first phrases was "Good rip daddy, good rip"
Guess where he learned that!!