This morning, TJ was being Mr. Helpful and Mr. Responsible. He was busy washing up the breakfast dishes (which is one of his assigned chores) while I dashed around getting ready to leave for my insurance licensing class. He suddenly started laughing. I was confused, because no one had said anything to him, the television wasn't on, and there were no cats entertaining him. I asked him what was so funny.
TJ leaned towards me and said (in a rather conspiratorial voice), "I F-A-I-R-T-E-D". I looked at him for a minute, mentally assembled the word in my head, realized what he MEANT to spell, and started laughing. TJ smiled and said, "So, was I close?"
If you say 'fairted', it sounds British. Is that the proper way of passing gas?
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