Well, here we are again, at the mouth of that hellish beast we call Potty Training. I would literally rather cut my pinkie toe off with a pair of kiddie scissors than have to do this again, but done it must be lest my son go to college in a pair of Pull-ups. Which, I guess wouldn't be such a bad thing because he is totally destined to be a pro at college. He excels at things like chugging, looking innocent and making togas (see exhibit A), so Pull-ups might just prevent him from peeing on that sweet little sorority sister he slyly talks into spending the night after getting luring into his dorm room to"check out his sweet collection of vintage music posters".
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| Exhibit A |
But back when he was even just a wee-er lass, we made a video giving tips on how to potty train. He was nowhere near ready, but he was cute as hell during the making. If you are about to take the plunge into potty training, make sure to watch this video so you can brush up on what it really take to conquer toilet training. Hint: copious amounts of booze and bleach...
Extra bonus points if you spot Fatty!
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