A mother meeting her daughter on the street.
Daughter: Hey you didn’t pick up my call earlier.
Mother: Sorry, I couldn’t make it to the phone on time just like your father couldn’t make it to the toilet on time.
Daughter: What do you mean mom?
Mother: Lunch didn’t go down well. There was explosive diarrhea in the car.
Girl: Oh my god!
Bystander: That’s disgusting.
- Sherbrooke and University