We took my mom and my brother out for their birthday dinner Saturday evening. Their birthdays are just a few days apart. Had a great time with family.
Between dinner and dessert, I made a trip to the Men's Room. While there, I overheard the following conversation from inside one of the stalls........
"Don't touch anything, son."
"Okay, daddy."
"No, listen, don't touch the wall."
"Okay, I won't."
"Are you all done?"
"Yep."
"Okay, stand right there for a minute."
Next, I hear the splashing sound that you men will be very familiar with. Reminds you of a pony.
"Wow, daddy, I really like your pee-pee. It's so big!"
Well, I thought I would burst out laughing, but somehow I stifled. The door to the stall opened, and a very sheepish looking father walked out with his three-year-old son. I would have given him a friendly wink, but you never do that in a Men's Room.
Daddy, I really like your...
I just hate to have to clean up after people who splash all over the seat. I would be happy to go to there car, truck, whatever and do my business on their seat.
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