Yeah, that type of dump
I guess one of my favorite bitches, is....well you know, its happened to all of us. You know, your in Wal-Mart with the wife, you have just finished up a good meal down at the (Rib-Crib), and it hits you., You run for the bathroom, your doing pretty good, as long as one of the two stalls, are going to be empty, (and your hoping for the handycap stall)
Ya know big and roomy. Well you make it to the bathroom only to find that both crappers have someone in them. Its to late to make the bathrooms at the front of the store. You dance around trying to hold it in, and then you notice that the guy in the big handycap stall, is a little kid, by looking at his tennis shoes. You say, "hey little dude, how much longer you got to go". No answer. Again"Hey lets hurry it up in there, both stalls are full, you shouldn`t be in that one anyhow , thats for handicap people. ", finally he comes out with his toy airplane that he was playing with, cause he didnt even have to pull his pants up. He us about 4ft tall, and 50 lbs. Soon as he comes out the door, I make a mad dash for the toliet, and fill the bowl up 3 or 4 times.
Yeah, I had to go that bad. Anyhow, the other stall, is his dad, and I heard the dad say to the son "come on lets go home", I couldn`t help it, I said from behind the closed door."Mr. you need to teach that kid that this isn`t a play house, its for buisness only.
The father didnt say anything back to me......I tale ya, some parents. I could just see them as they walked out the story, ""daddy, who was that old, mean man, that wanted to make me get out of the stall,? daddy says`s."I dunno junior, but dont you ever grow up to be so mean.
....boy some people. go figure, right?
