Toilet humour with a twist
“Daddy has a willy.” Said Ma Puce as she hopped off the toilet after a pee.
She went on to elaborate, “He stands up to go for a pee-pee and goes swish, swish, swish”, whilst miming an impression of him standing at the toilet and peeing.
“But I don’t have a willy.” She continued.
“That’s right,” I said. “you don’t have a willy.”.
Before I could continue on with a brief explanation of the anatomical differences between boys and girls, Ma Puce offered up,
“Yes. I’m a big girl, I don’t need willies.”.
“Oh.” I said.