and not a pot to pee in

It happened to me this weekend. I was driving down the street when my stomach suddenly cramped. I looked down and saw the 32 ounces of Diet Coke were gone from my McDonalds’s cup and knew, just knew that I was about to have a bathroom emergency. I needed the loo, and badly. I shiftedContinue reading “and not a pot to pee in”

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