Out of everything he got for Christmas this is what brought him THE most pleasure.
Unfortunately there was an incident later on Christmas Day involving a Teenager the dog and the whoopee cushion. Sadly, the whoopee cushion came to a rather abrupt end.
I am slightly ashamed to admit that I went Christmas shopping with my Big Little Sister K and bought the whoopee cushion in the Cath Kidston shop.
That’s right, I went into Cath Kidston and all I bought was a 75p whoopee cushion.
The shame … It’s OK though, because I’ll be going back for another very soon.
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Now that is cool! Great video x
We managed to get one of those dreadful things by complete accident from a Christmas Cracker. Unfortunately ours came to an abrupt end when someone (can’t possibly think who!!) filled it with so much water it burst!
Water? Was that for the wet fart effect?
Am now tempted by one of these for Toddlergirl – she’s discovered fart jokes recently … hmmmm
But in Cath Kidson ???
Definitely buy one! If my boy is anything to go by, buy 4.
We had a whoopee cushion too, sadly wore out through over-use, I’d stock up in Cath Kidston if I were you ….hope it was printed with tasteful flower posies x
It was a standard whoopee cushion, which is where the shame comes in. how could I go in there and only buy standard non flowery goods?
That child has the cutest giggle ever. It’s obviously hereditary, that giggle.
Yeah, the husband laughs like a girl too!
I can beat that. My son’s favourite present was a £1.50 fake dog poo. Loads of laughs on Christmas day
I remember my favourite ever Christmas present was a dead finger. I used to hang it out of door jambs and drawers and scream. Hilarious … to me … not to whoever found it.
The most popular present in our family was an old-fashioned spinning top, at maybe 5 euros. The old favourites are still the best.
The favourites are definitely still the best. Out of all the new fangled shiny plastic and he went straight for the whoopee cushion.
Hahahhahahahaha.
This made my day, I reblogged it over at ETR – Hope that’s okay!
That’s fine – glad to be of service!
The boys cherish their woopee cushions – they even used straws to blow them up before hey managed to do it themselves
Genius! He asked us to blow it up a few times then worked it out himself.
We were given one too. It has proved to be the BEST present for the boys. They love it. 2 hours of happy, relative peace for me and wild hysterics from them.
Tragically, their Dad found it as funny.
I must admit we all found it funny. It was a shame it came to an untimely death. It’s his birthday in 2 weeks … new whoopee cushion it is!
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