We were visiting the Badgers in Olympia this weekend and Jack was lazing around on their big leather chair and ottoman. I was sitting at the table with Brooke and Sally and look over at him and he's got his hands down his pants and I ask him:
Hey Jack, what are you doing?
Catching my fart.
He cupped his hand perfectly over the "air" to catch it and smell it. His-terical! The super funny thing is, he's never done this, no one in our family does it and I don't know where he learned it. He does it every time he farts and it is disgusting and I die laughing every time!
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