When Bert eats, food particles often settle with comical precision. A tuna goatee or a Hitler bread mustache stuck squarely between his nose and mouth. Hitler, not funny. Tiny square bread mustache, very funny, maybe hilarious.
A cheerio squashed to his bottom tagging along wherever he crawls.
The orange whale sticker adhered dangerously close to King Simon's poop shoot.
A Kix cereal ball dangling (for days) from king Simon's schnauzer scruff.
Paper balls in a persons hair.
Toilet Paper on an unsuspecting person's shoe.
Even 3 year old Ernie giggles and points, affirming this instinct for those with keenly evolved senses of humor.
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