Stop farting!

Isaiah stands and farts. Isaiah lays down and farts. Isaiah drinks a cup of milk and farts. Isaiah sat on my lap and farts. It smelled. I pushed him off my lap and told him that I didnt like him. Isaiah told me that I wasn't nice. He still smells. Something is wrong with this boy.

This is the kind of face you make when Isaiah farts! Stink nugget!