"Cross Your Heart
Hope to Fart"
My Gross Nephews
2002-2005
My Gross Nephews
2002-2005
My brother had three kids and they were all boys. I was a lot older than them and out of touch with little boy, silly behavior. Every time they passed each other, they grabbed, poked, tripped, and threw things at each other. They tease, torment and ridicule each other. They wouldn't tell the truth to each other if their lives depended on it.
They never give me a straight answer. They drove me crazy. Everything out of their mouths was stupid and unbelievable. So I had to think of a way to reward them for telling the truth. When they made a stupid statement, I asked them, "Cross your heart, hope to fart?" If they were telling the truth and could prove it, they were eligible to fart freely, without comments or complaints from me. If they agreed to cross their hear and hope to fart, but did, in fact lie, then their brothers were allowed to fart on them.
I know, I know. This is gross. But it did work for a couple of years but I had to put this challenge to rest when they entered middle school as I couldn't trust that they would ever stop farting.
They never give me a straight answer. They drove me crazy. Everything out of their mouths was stupid and unbelievable. So I had to think of a way to reward them for telling the truth. When they made a stupid statement, I asked them, "Cross your heart, hope to fart?" If they were telling the truth and could prove it, they were eligible to fart freely, without comments or complaints from me. If they agreed to cross their hear and hope to fart, but did, in fact lie, then their brothers were allowed to fart on them.
I know, I know. This is gross. But it did work for a couple of years but I had to put this challenge to rest when they entered middle school as I couldn't trust that they would ever stop farting.
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