Milk, Laughter, and a Toupee

I'd often heard stories of people laughing so hard that milk would come out of their nose. I'd never seen it really happen though. So I assumed it was only exaggeration. Kind of like, "he ran as fast as lightning!" Clearly he didn't REALLY run as fast as lightning, but he coulda ...

Last night while reading to the boys at bedtime, Andrew was wearing his fake mustache. During a pause he said, "hello ... I'm uncle Bob." Davis, in his own bed, drinking his last cup of milk for the day, thought this was funny. He thought it was so funny, in fact, that milk came pouring out of his nose.

No. Shit.

At first, Davis was a little scared. This look of "what the fuck just happened" came over him. But then, when I started laughing and asked him if milk just came pouring out of his nose, he was ok with it, and he started laughing again. And then Andrew was laughing. And then he called himself uncle Bob again. It was a giant laugh fest.

And really, the similarity is uncanny. If uncle Bob still had "hair".