I Just Farted On My Daughters Head...
It's her fault for tailgating. I put on my brakes, she thumped face first into my butt, and I honked one so fierce that it blew her hair back and set her eyebrows on fire. Almost.
She laughed out loud, and then commenced to choking.
Ha. Laugh now, bitch. Smell the Power.
We can't go upstairs, now. For a while. At least without special clothing. And breathing apparatii.
I may or may not scar her childhood, but I certainly singed the cilia in her lungs, a bit.
Ahhhh, treasured childhood memories.