GORDON posted:

I once farted on my own son.

It was last year and we were on top of one of the Grand Tetons, I forget which, marveling at the six foot snowdrifts in the middle of June. He was seven then and prone to moments of goofiness and was pretending to sniff my butt trying to make me laugh.

I bust rear end just as his face is in it. He starts to choke and gag and cries, "it went right in my mouth! I could taste it!". I just laughed a lot and then a little later drank a Moose Drool in the crooked shack at the top of the ski lift tram thing.

Good times.