Bye Bye

Bye bye. That's exactly what I told my mama the other day when I wanted some privacy. Initially, I was by myself. But then my mama came around the corner and saw my face all beet red and my eyeballs bulging out of my face. It finally dawned on me that when a man does his business, it's nicer to be alone. So I relaxed my face (and other necessary muscles) enough to say "bye bye" to my mama. Thankfully, she got the message. This doesn't mean that I will be returning the favor.