“This is the most fun day I ever haded in my whole, entire life!” shrieked Shirley as the experimental spacecraft raced off from its launch pad.

“Oh, mercy! The dog must have farted. I mean, passed gas,” she exclaimed, knowing full well Muffin had not done the deed.

“Better open the window to air out the smell,” she said to the dog, who was the only other passenger, waggling finger.