Diva
04-11-02, 05:33AM
And Now For Something Completely Different...
I just want to throw out a simple suggestion. Nothing too stressful. Just a little, itty bit... Ah fuck it. When you're talking about your feminine hygiene... wait until I leave the room, damn it. I walk into the ladies' room [talk about false advertising] and into the middle stall. These two bimbos start talking to eachother. One starts to talk about how it still burns when she pees. The other chick one ups her with a case of the crab story. By now I'm practically hovering over the toilet. I do the courtesy cough. Nada. The chick goes on with detailed description of said crabs. Meanwhile the UTI queen starts saying, "It burns..." and I get a visual of Regan [Exorcist] Peeing beside me while her head spins. I grabbed so much fucking toilet paper I could have tee-peed the White House. I make a mad dash for the sink trying to get out before the lifetime members of the local clinic squish their way out. No luck. The ointment must make it easy to pop the lock. I made brief eye contact and do you know what they did? They smiled! I'm gonna go home and take a Penicillin bath...
I just want to throw out a simple suggestion. Nothing too stressful. Just a little, itty bit... Ah fuck it. When you're talking about your feminine hygiene... wait until I leave the room, damn it. I walk into the ladies' room [talk about false advertising] and into the middle stall. These two bimbos start talking to eachother. One starts to talk about how it still burns when she pees. The other chick one ups her with a case of the crab story. By now I'm practically hovering over the toilet. I do the courtesy cough. Nada. The chick goes on with detailed description of said crabs. Meanwhile the UTI queen starts saying, "It burns..." and I get a visual of Regan [Exorcist] Peeing beside me while her head spins. I grabbed so much fucking toilet paper I could have tee-peed the White House. I make a mad dash for the sink trying to get out before the lifetime members of the local clinic squish their way out. No luck. The ointment must make it easy to pop the lock. I made brief eye contact and do you know what they did? They smiled! I'm gonna go home and take a Penicillin bath...