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Crap-tastrophe

conversations with hank

Pai: ARGH-MAH-UGH-EY!

Me: Alfredo? Do you need help?

Pai: Yes.

Me: (rushing over) What is it?

Pai: (holding out a joyous baby with a large seeping pool of shit leaking out her tights) It’s all over me.

Me: It’s a crap-tastrophe.

Hank: (positively purple with laughter)

Pai: I will find that funny in about five minutes. (sulking off to change)

Me: (generously going to change the baby, giggling)

Hank: Crap-tastrophe!!!! (near seconds from passing from hysteria)