How To Teach Your Children That Potty Humor Is Funny At Any Age

Today we went to visit Hub’s grandparents. We talked about the garden, the weather, what Jim Leyland is doing wrong, and all the usual topics. As we were leaving, his grandma asks us to wait because she wants to get out this new giant bubble making toy that she has and all the kids loved when they used it 4th of July weekend.

I have to start with showing what this toy is. So, after the episode today, I came home and G00gled it and found this commercial. Pay special attention to the handle of this thing in the commercial below.

In case you didn’t see it clearly enough, here is the freaking handle on this thing:

Which is totally funny in red, right? Well, they have it in purple. In. freaking. purple. And for the first 10 minutes, neither his grandma or his grandpa could make it work.

Turns out it wasn’t working, because they were using it wrong. They were convinced that last time they used it, they bubbles came out of the pointy end that you see in the picture above. So they took turns waving this purple-phallic-looking wand around. Wildly.

I could not even make eye contact with Hubs. I may have even bit a hunk of my lip off to keep from laughing.

Then his grandpa suggests that maybe it’s not working because it’s clogged. AYFKM? How am I supposed to not laugh at this? So his grandma takes the wand and starts blowing on the, er……tip. I shit you not. She’s got the, um…….end, of this thing near her mouth and is blowing on it. Repeatedly.

Suddenly, the garden became very interesting to me and I turned around and walked away to hide my giggles. God help me. I couldn’t hold them in. Good thing I have lunatic children to blame them on.

Eventually, Hubs decided he was mentally scarred enough, offered to give it a whirl, showed them ‘that’ was actually the handle and then showed them how to make it work. Then fifteen minutes of bubble blowing ensued with the kids running around trying to catch them.

We got in the car and as soon as we were out of the driveway, we both started laughing and didn’t stop making blow job jokes for like twenty minutes. I mean, this didn’t even take much stretch of the imagination. I’m just hoping that my five year old doesn’t take any of these jokes to kindergarten with her next week.

AJ said phallic!  Oh, how the Aiming Low girls love us some potty humor, and we love Aj as well!  If you loved this Three Day Weekend post, check out AJ at her blog, Seriously, what next?