Reply #6: When we were little my Dad would make up bedtime stories about farting cavemen discovering fire....

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and blowing up mastodons. He would go way over the top and we would roll around in bed until my Brother inevitably farted. The whole family would scream, accuse him exploding cave elephants and run around the room. He had lots of stories but this was on the "most requested" list.

I don't know how we ever got to sleep but when we finally did we were out like lights.