Fart Etiquette

I've never been one for fart jokes. Really, it's not my thing. 

Last night as George was telling me about the king cape he would wear to school (apparently the purple cape with leopard lining does not drag on the floor at an adequate length, but we are hoping the red one will... according to George, a king must have a cape that drags long and well), he farted.

He continued telling me about other things that kings need and do without acknowledging said fart. 

"What kings probably don't do," I said with a smile, "is fart in public."

George stopped talking (!) and smiled.

"Kings fart."

"Yes, but maybe not in public amongst their friends. They're more discreet."

Discreet was intriguing.

"What's discreet?"

I explained as best I could.

In closing I said, "they find a place with no people."

"But kids are all over the playground. There is no place to be discreet."

Hmmm...my suggestion?

"Find a place with as few people as possible, so fewer people smell it."

George thought about it for awhile and then said,

"If someone is king, he can fart in public."

Good point.

Comments

[Anne]

Oh my God, this is so funny!! I'm holding my belly laughing!

Btw, Don and I are thinking about you today.

Love,
Anne