You know the story...how do you know the story? I bet I tell it better. lmao.Mrs-Whitewater wrote:
My brothers would tickle me trying to make me pee and all I would get is wet eyes and two sides that ached for days. I still love to be tickled and get into tickle matches. Being small and wiry, I can give someone a run for their money.
But then when you start life out head first in the toilet, your bound to either have a bad attitude or a great sense of humor. I got the later.
. I'm still laughing as I see ya mom having you while sitting on the commode LMAO LMAO LMAO
NO matter who tells it or who you are, it's just too darn sad not to be hilarious.