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Chapter 1
Long car rides always begin with ridiculous games including my personal favorite 10,000 dollar pyramid. For this game you use one word descriptors to describe the most hideous people you know! If used properly can provide hours of entertainment…
The rest stop had 100 stalls but of course only two were unoccupied and/or working. Renee stole the first and only clean one and I was forced to use the only one left.
I locked myself into the stall that we will call “the widow maker” and glanced into the toilet. The bowl was full of nasty brownish/green water with little flakes of shit pieces floating in it. With no recourse, I gave it a flush and tried to shield my face from the splashing excrement coming out of the bowl, only to have the bowl re-fill with more of this contaminated water and fecal debris.
I turned away from the bowl as if not looking at the rancid water would make using this toilet any less horrific.
I barely escaped the stall as Renee asked me if I had read about the toilet water and went on to explain how it is reused waste water with a green dye added so you know not to drink it?!
Are you fucking kidding me Vermont?? Are we that "green" that we need to strain out pieces of crap in toilet water and re-use it? And then add a dye to it so you know not to drink it?? Who the fuck drinks out of toilets... AT REST STOPS???
As our luck goes... Wu-Tang cuts his foot had to get four stitches putting him out of commission. We get to our hotel to drop off our bag and Wu-tangs leather leashes, muzzles and electric collar... As we are leaving the room I feel a stare and turn to make eye contact with the house keeper who appeared completely perplexed and disgusted that two adult woman were sharing a room with only a king bed?! I couldn’t resist…I licked my lips gave her a quick wink and mouthed the words "oh yeah" as Renee closed the door completely unaware of my antics.
I couldn't help but chuckle as we walked to the car thinking how that woman is really going to think we are freaks when she sees all that leather apparatus and electric shock collar. NOTE SHE DID NOT SEE THE DOG!!
To be continued...
I REALLY HAVE THE STRONG URGE TO EXPRESS MYSELF PRIVATELY LOL LOL PENTHOUSE PENTHOUSE!!! LOL LOL YOU ARE ORIGINAL AND CRAZY LMAO!!!
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