I can't let my fans down....
When I was almost 2 years old, my mother obviously thought I was potty trained. One day, I went to the bathroom to do my thing (#2) and when I finished, I tore off some tissue, threw the tissue in the toilet, flushed the toilet, pulled up my pants
, told my mom that I was threw Boo Boo-in, and went about my merry way. My mother said I remembered that the tissue was suppose to be torn off, thrown in the toilet, and that the toilet needed to be flushed. I just forgot about what happened before all those steps...
I guess you could have called me STARCHILD, because I truly knew about that P-FUNK!
Nothin like a good childhood story to get you ready for a hot meal, huh?
[This message has been edited by Bobby Earl (edited March 08, 2001).]