Poots on command

If the boys did not already think Thing 3 was the greatest think since sliced bread, she sealed the deal tonight. They found out she was the talented one in the family and can poot on command. The more they laughed the funnier it got to her. Hubs and I had to put a stop to it in fear of bodily damage to Thing 3 with all the straining. LOL . Going to have to record this for future blackmail!