Me and the GF have a good time laughing at each other... a week or so ago i was in the bedroom and I heard her crying "misadventure, misadventure" I poked my head around the corner to see what she was doing. She wasn't even playing, she was scampering through the kitchen with a juice pouch. She had punched the straw through the back and it was squirting all over the kitchen before she got it to the garbage can... I couldn't help but just stand there and laugh my ass off at her...