Babies do four things well. Eat, sleep, look adorable and poop. Two of those were on display in this perfectly timed family portrait.
The star of the show? The dog. Just look at its face. Zero f-cks given. He’s all like, “been there, done that, shit happens.”
As for the dad, I have a serious question. Does he keep the pants or does he burn it? I mean, on one hand it’s a family memento. On the other hand, it’s feces. And by the looks of it, very wet, smelly, feces.
Yea or nay on crap-soaked pants?