Surprise Fart

Lying down on the bed, I’m finally ready to catch some much-needed sleep after our playground adventures. The room is quiet, and I can hear Mitchell in the living room, happily playing with his toy trucks and cars, completely absorbed in his own world. Just as I start to drift off, I feel a familiar rumble in my stomach—a fart is brewing.

With a mischievous grin, I call out, “Yo, Mitchell! Get in here!” He comes running, excitement lighting up his face. “What’s up?” he asks, eager for whatever surprise I’ve got in store.

“Since you’ve been such a good boy all day, I’ve got a little surprise for you,” I say, trying to keep a straight face. “Put your face over here!” He leans in, curious and ready for whatever comes next.

Without hesitation, I push the fart right into his face. The look on his face is priceless—shock, followed by laughter. He claps his hands in delight, clearly proud of his good behavior.

“Thanks for the surprise!” he says, beaming as he heads back to the living room to continue playing with his toys, completely unfazed. I can’t help but chuckle as I settle back into the couch, feeling a mix of exhaustion and amusement. Just another day in the life of a frat bro!