Clementine said this to me yesterday, as I was giving her a bath. She had the timing just right between “I’m going to eat you,” and “with my butt.” It was hilarious, and she knew it too. She laughed her ravenous ass off… Not wanting to use a photo of my daughter going after my arm with her butt, for obvious reasons, I’ve decided to use this random shot from the yard. I think they work nicely together.
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I quoted “I’m going to live with you even after you die” last weekend. She really is totally quotable.
“…with my BUTT” works at the end of a surprisingly large percentage of sentences.
I will try adding “…with my BUTT” to the end of fortune cookie fortunes next time, instead of “…in bed”.
That’s a random shot from your yard? Your yard’s a mess. You should clean it up…with my BUTT.
Coming soon:
“Daddy, after you die, I want to marry your hair … with my butt!”
When I finish this coffee, I’m going to take a shit… with my butt.
You’re right, it does work!