It was supper time. I had prepared a breakfast meal of grits and eggs for supper. We sat around our table and were eating. Not much conversation because we had been with each other all day and there was really nothing to speak of. Only the scrap of spoon or fork on the stoneware dishes broke the silence.
"Scuse me."
Now, me thinking that my son was trying to get my attention replied to this attention grabbing comment, "Yes?"
"I was not talking to you, I was talking to my fart."
Daddy almost lost his mouthful of grits all over the table.
I guess we need to tell him that he is not apologizing to his fart but to those around him.
Yes I know some people don't like the word "fart" but yet it is used daily in my house especially between the two males.
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