You know what’s classy? Sitting on the couch, sipping wine and reading comic books.

When I was small, I used to think that grown ups only did mature and classy things like drinking coffee, reading the Wall Street Journal, watching the evening news, smoking cigars and wearing ascots. But now that I’ve technically been a grown up for several years, I feel like the things I do are the same things I did as a kid: play video games, read books, watch sinfully bad TV. I don’t think my vocabulary has developed into what I would think of as “grown up” either. I don’t think the BF and I have gone one day without saying ‘fart’ or ‘poop’ and certainly not ‘butt.’

This makes me wonder at what age do you stop laughing at things that come out of your butt.

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