chris and bob...
Also eventful of the night my ass exploded. My dinner obviously didn't agree with me, so when I got to the bar and had a rumbling in my tummy, I knew I was in trouble. Still, I was panicked. I couldn't make it home; I couldn't make it through the night. I had visions of Ewan McGregor heading for the toilet in Train spotting. In my mind I am convinced that pooping in a bar has to be the 3rd or 4th level of hell in Dante's Inferno. Really, I read it there. Luckily the toilet wasn't totally horrible and after layering the seat with paper towels I was able to do my business. Torrid business it was too, but after that I was able to enjoy the show. Let's just say, there will be no more Kraft Macaroni and cheese for me...
4 comments:
1. I can't believe you got ripped up from Kraft Mac n Cheese. Bad "funky" powered cheese?
2. I can't believe you took a pict of the shitter. At least there was not fecus in the pict!
3.I had a similar incident at a bar once BUT not lucky with the toilet. It WAS as bad as the Trainspotting can.
later. -JM
No, I got your back on the Kraft Mac n Cheese. That stuff leaves my body just by looking at it sometimes!!! Count your blessings: that you don't have to fully disrobe when having to make poopies like someone else we know!
Sounds like a great way to cut weight man! Who would think Mac and Cheese as a dietary supplement!!!
...there ain't no 'modes in Newark bars that look tidy like that one....You cleaned it up for the *hit and the pic, didn't ya!...
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