Stink has initiated an institution in this house called The Laughing Club. Membership is free, but giggling is required.
Tummy busters include, but aren't limited to: The "Double Dryoff", knock-knock jokes, questions like "Do you like to eat houses?" "Do you like to eat the sidewalk?" "Do you like to eat... (You get the idea. If you answer in the affirmative? Ooooh, lawdy, watch out for the guffaws.)
Second runner up is the belch following behind the numero uno top biller: the fart.
I'd mention their love of toilet humor, but my mother informed me that the last five posts spoke of poo poo in some form or another - bordering on obscene. In deference to her 76 years of life, I will list in the paragraph below actions that take precedence over crap in this house.
(PS: I hate this new blogger.. anyone know why it doesn't publish spaces or paragraphs?)