G: Are gas and gasoline the same thing?
Me: No.
Me: Also the gas that comes out of your butt is not the same thing as the gas we put in the car
G: [cackles]
Me: So you can’t back your butt up to the car, and fart your way into making it run
G: [looses it]
***
G: Say it again!
I ran through the above 4 times before I had to quit. If he wasn’t potty trained, I’d be concerned there might be a puddle where he sat.
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