several years ago, jeannie and i were trying to find a christmas gift for mike and karla. we ended up finding a remote-control fart machine for yac. it became one of his favorite toys. he was especially fond of calling in every new employee at ys, and having them sit in the seat in front of his desk (on the bottom of which he’d attached the fart machine), and, while having a chat with them, pushing the button over and over so it sounded like they were farting. eventually, he couldn’t contain himself and would break down into his trademark hysterical sniggle laugh. it was wonderfully juvenile.
after he died, we gave a remote-control fart maching to every employee of ys as a christmas gift, in honor of yac. yup, that’s the kind of company we are.
so… that in mind: the remote control farting bear would have been right up his alley.
the 3rd anniversary of mike’s death is the 30th of this month.
(ht to bobbie)