Please don’t touch me
So I’ve been listening to the soundtrack of the Mel Brooks musical Young Frankenstein a lot lately and giggling gleefully to the song Please don’t touch me which has some potty-mouthed lyrics when my daughter pipes up from the back seat: Daddy – what are tits? This of course, just …
Lately Walter the Farting Dog has been great bedtime reading. How can you go wrong with a dog that has gas . . .
