Emmet

Babe!, I mean ummm….hi mama (you: did you go potty sweetie?) emmet: no I umm…NO! (You: can I check then) emmet: no, I’m not messy *farts* oopsie…(you: Peeyew!, I think you are) emmet: Nwo mama…(you: listen here kid if you dare to disobey me I don’t think you’re father wolud approve of the maffia boss pooping his pants and having there ring leader change him so zip it and let me see) emmet:…otay *turns around*