Sunday, 21 March, 2010 19:10
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Her: Whatchoo doing, Dad?
Him: *obviously indisposed, on the porcelain throne* I’m in the toilet, can you wait for me out there please?
Her: Orright, I wait here on the bed.
*moments pass while Lolly strums her fingers on her lap as she sits on our bed*
Her: I don’t hear any plops or wees. Are you finished? I think you’re finished.
Him: I’m just fine, thank you. I think I can let you know when I’ve finished.
Tough crowd.
Hee hee! At least the men only get that at the weekends right?!
EXACTLY, dude!
Yep, I agree, get over it man, at least she waited outside the room! I do love the running commnetary though!
ROFL!!! What a riot! I never get any privacy in the loo! Always have 2 little people tap tap tapping on the door or barging in while Im trying to do some reading
Go LGBB – she already knows that Daddys hide in the loo when they want peace and quiet. Mums never get the chance.