While this phrase may sound like it could be something horrible it's not. It's simply a command I hear these days from Miss Pearson all. the. time.
Pea:"Mommy, wear subgass pease."
Me (picture me sighing like Napoleon Dynamite): "Ok fine. Where are they?"
Pea (hands outstretched): "Where is she?"
This is Pea's standard response to asking her where anything lost is.
Me: "I don't know that's why I asked you!
Pea: "Toilet."
Me (panic setting in): "This is going to be bad."
Thankfully (or not I guess) it was a toddler mix-up and they were really in the litter box, but I don't think KVB really cared. However, I don't think it helped their rocky relationship because KVB looked as annoyed as is possible for an animal who has no control over who can and cannot touch her toilet. I pulled them out with tweezers, which if you know me, you know I have constantly on my employ.
Current Relationship Status: KVB Annoyed and Subgasses now in dishwasher.