Juicy poop

This past weekend, I was sitting at the kitchen counter working on my paper when Ethan walks by in his swimsuit to go out to the backyard.

Me: Oooooo! Look at you!

Ethan: (serious look - places his index fingers on his nipples) Please don't look at my nipples.

Ooooookaaaaaayyyy.

A few minutes later, he comes back inside.

Ethan: Cue'z me. I've got a really juicy poop to get out in the toilet.

And he walks by again.