It’s early September in Virginia Beach, and the Sun lords over a scorching afternoon with its tyrannical blaze. A group of lifelong friends is spending the day at a local water park as part of the weekend’s last hurrah before their buddy disappears into the endless churn of marital demands. After several hours of frolicking, our main character needs the bathroom.
He walks to the nearest facilities, realizing in horror that the concrete floor is covered in a slick, grimy layer of liquid…and he is barefoot. Is it water, or is it pee?
He screams, for he does not know.
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Scary.
Haha, this got a good laugh out of me. Been there