Where'd he come from?
Many years ago - we were out for dinner at a very nice
restaurant in Winnipeg. I ate like a pig and eventually hit the can to
have a whiz. The washroom was empty - just me hanging out at the
urinal relieving the pressure.
As I was standing there - I felt a
tremendous build up of gas coming. Seeing as I was all alone - I
decided to let her rip. It was a grand one - a real bum flapper. I was
just feeling very happy with myself when I heard this little voice
behind me go "eeeeewwwwwwwww!!!".
I don't know where this kid came from - but his face was right at
ground zero. He ran out the door yelling "mommy mommy". I felt a
little awkward leaving the washroom and heading back to my table. Now
I carry a mirror in my pocket to do a back door check before rolling
one out at the urinal :)