I've come to a teacher conference about My step-son. They keep telling Me that his grades are not doing so well. 'This is impossible, My step-son is the best! I always see him doing his homework! He's such a good boy!' I go on and on about how My family and My step-son are the best. Eventually the teacher tells Me that we should do an exercise. Where I talk from My bum. And she will only respond when I use My hands to talk with My cheeks. Then she tells Me that I'm full of hot air and I need to let it out. I apologize and ask how? Following her instructions I stand up and bend over. And before...

I've come to a teacher conference about My step-son. They keep telling Me that his grades are not doing so well. 'This is impossible, My step-son is the best! I always see him doing his homework! He's such a good boy!' I go on and on about how My family and My step-son are the best. Eventually the teacher tells Me that we should do an exercise. Where I talk from My bum. And she will only respond when I use My hands to talk with My cheeks. Then she tells Me that I'm full of hot air and I need to let it out. I apologize and ask how? Following her instructions I stand up and bend over. And before I know it, a HUGE fart escapes. At first I'm embarrassed, but I feel like the exercise is good for Me, so I ask to continue. The teacher lets Me and I continue to let out My hot hair, then looking back for approval!