“Molly, come upstairs for a second.”


“Just come up.”


He’s on his hands and knees in the closet looking for something, butt sticking up in the air.


“Come here. What is this?”

“You farted, didn’t you? I’m not coming over there. I can’t believe you called me up here so that I would walk into a wall of stink.”

“What makes you say that?”

“The dog is sniffing your butt.”

“Kodiak! You gave me away!”

Men. Seriously.