The Mick and I when to lunch today at Chibootie. Just as I am about to leave, I decide a trip to the little boys room is in order. For those that know me, I know, big surpise. When I finish spilling my water, I pull on the little handle to do the flush thing. Well wouldn't you fucking know it; Chipolte has the super flusher enabled. What seems like five gallons of water comes crashing down into the half gallon basin of the urinal. Lucky for me I have catlike reflexes and I was able jump back in time to miss the initial half gallon that came sloshing out on the floor. Unlucky for me I didn't jump back far enough and the water/pee combination that hit the floor splashed all over my shoes. How it didn't get on my pants is still beyond me. I hope that this isn't a sign of things to come today.
Rooster, do you think this would be grounds for you to throw the shoes away?
Friday, April 15, 2005
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7 comments:
You know me too well!
I was thinking you should have them professionally cleaned. Or, throw them away!!!
How was the people watching?
Hey Mick,
Did you experience the same thing?
Rooster,
Thanks for the concern, but I did not need the facilities.
So clean shoes here!
Were you still balls-blazin' or did you get a chance to pack em' away before rush?
Thankfully, the package had been wrapped.
So when you were sat outside airing them and smelling of pee ... how much money did you collect ?
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