gene manifests itself in more ways than one. This has to happen every time little Stink has to go drop some kids off at the pool. It does not matter if we are in a library, a friends home, preschool, or a Hepatitus C infested gas station bathroom. He immediately gets a look of complete shock and awe, and shouts, “Mom! I’ve got to p_ _p!!!” And in a fit of panic, he starts aggresively pulling off all articles of clothing and throwing them all crazy like. The clothes can’t touch the bathroom floor, they must come off at immediate onset of tummy rumble.
Boys are so fun.