I’m not even speaking euphemistically, either.

My girlfriend generously sent us a box full of goodies for my newborn.  In the true spirit of friendship, she included a gift wrapped package for my 5 year old who is constantly disappointed when the mailman brings another box for (sigh) the BABY.

The gift wrapped package was _The Adventures of Captain Underpants._

Clearly, my friend is childless.  Either that, or she really secretly hates me.  A lot.

Somehow, I think my kid is going to be quoting from this book much sooner than, say, the Illustrated Classic version of _Last of the Mohicans_ that DH bought him last month.  That’s just a hunch, though.

Does anybody know ANYTHING about this book?  Because truly, after reading just the first page, I’m afraid.  Very, very afraid.

On a happier note, my next door neighbor taught my little angel the word “fart”, as well as several actions he can do to produce the proper sound effects on demand.   Lovely.