Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Whenever there is a stinky problem and no one can locate the source, they call in the stinky pants detective. Babies R Us was having this horrible, peeyouuu problem, and none of the mommies shopping could find the stinker who’d stunk up the aisles. They called me, desperate to remove the smell from the store so people could shop in peace.

The moment my high heels breezed through the doorway, I knew the smell. No one in the world smells as bad as Mr. Stinky Pampers, and that special flavor of stink tickled my nose. I sniffed, instantly regretting it, and started my search.

Stinky Pants Detective

 

As I moved through the sections, I could hear the other moms complaining. “Peyyou!” “Phewphewphewwieee!” “Ugh, someone made a big, stinky present. He needs to be changed ASAP!”

I sniffed and sniffed. And looked and looked until I finally saw the saggy Sesame Street cruisers I was looking for. Right there, squatting under a clothing rack, playing with his cars was Mr. Stinky Pampers! “AHA!” I called out and dropped to my knees. Crawling up behind Mr. Stinky Pampers, I sniff the seat of his soiled diaper and let out a holler loud enough for the whole store to hear! “Peeyouuu!! I got him! Did you make a mess in your diapers?” He shook his head as I pulled him from under the rack and lifted him onto my hip. “Where is your Mommy? She has left you here all alone for all of us to smell? That’s a crime!”

He shrugged, all embarrassed and humiliated by my announcement. “Let’s go find her!” I stomped toward the first Mommy I saw and yelled, “Is this your smelly baby?” She pinched her nose and shook her head. Ugh, there was a whole store of Mommies to ask!

 

 

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