A little girl walks in to the lounge one Sunday morning while her Dad
is reading the paper.
"Where does poo come from?" she asks.
The father feeling a little perturbed that his 5 year old daughter
is already asking difficult questions thinks for a moment and says:
"Well you know we just ate breakfast?"
"Yes," answers the girl.
"Well the food goes into our tummies and our bodies take out all
the good stuff, and then whatever is left over comes out of our bums when
we go to the toilet, and that is poo."
The little girl looks shocked, and stares at him with watery eyes
in stunned silence for a few seconds and asks:
"And Tigger?"
