I shared this in the CDL forums, but felt it needed to be shared here as well.
So I get home last night and work in the yard a little. My daughter gets home with Mini-Mani and I promptly grab the tot. I am holding him by the waist while he stands on my lap. He is all excited and is smiling at me. Everyone is sitting around watching TV. Suddenly a loud explosive burst of flatulance erupts from Mini-Mani and from the sounds of it, there is substance with the gas! I start laughing and tell his mommy she has some work to do.
She gets the little chemical attacker and wisks him off to the decontamination station. I am sitting there watching TV still when I see her boyfriend go running out the front door and I hear Mini-Mani's mommy call out to me to help. I get up and quickly move to the decon station to witness my daughter overwhelmed by another burst of noxious gasses accompanied by a stream of lethal chemical agent that has erupted from Mini-Mani while his diaper was OFF! The offensive agent is on the wall, on the decon station and on my daughter who is now in the bathroom wretching into the toilet. I proceed to take over the decon duties (having much more experience in this area than my daughter) and I run through the process of sterilizing, well, just about everything within a 10 foot radius of Mini-Mani's buttocks. My daughter's boyfriend, meanwhile, is still outside dry heaving.
Once again I am proud of my grandson's amazing ability to disable his foes with a devastating attack!
2004-04-21, 10:21 AM
Mini-Mani Strikes Again!
. Her boyfriend ran away 
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