A family living in Detroit had a rambunctious three-year old boy who was born with larger than normal extremities, including his ears. This became painfully clear one day when he managed to get a potty chair stuck on his head. The little weight-lifter pulled the potty chair up over his head and tried to put it on like a hat. It slid down over his ears and chin and stuck right there. No amount of pulling or prying by his mother could get it off.
After an hour or so she gave up and decided to drive him to a veterinarian she knew was capable of pulling animals out of tight places. After the youngster caromed off nearly every wall in the house like a misdirected billiard ball, she managed to get him into the car. The effort proved to be in vain. To her chagrin, the car battery was stone dead. What to do? What to do? Well, in downtown Detroit, what you do is you take the bus.
So, there they go stumbling down to the corner bus stop. It was quite the sight, this now blind lurching three-year-old wearing a potty chair hat down over his chin and his frazzled mother guiding him along. They stopped traffic in every direction. Once she found the right change for the startled bus driver, she shoved the lad into a seat and off they went to the vet.
All turned out well in the end, but no one on that bus will ever forget the question echoing loudly inside the potty-chair at every stop; a voice that sounded more like it was coming from the bottom of a well: “Where are we now, momma?”
Insurance coverage: Absolutely not. This is just plain fun – one of those urban legends.