A flight of Fantasy
Published Tuesday, May 22, 2007 by Mathieu | E-mail this post
I was sitting at my desk, and I really needed to do a wee, so I ran out of the house in my blue speedos, looking for some hidden bushes to do a wee in. There wasn't any, so I found this little house that didn't look occupied, entered, and found the toilet. At some stage during my very long wee, it turned into a trash can, and I did make a few bad splashes. The place, as I looked around, waiting, had some signs of habitation, and I feared being discovered. Finally when my wee had all emptied into the trash can, I nightmarishly walked past a couple of faces looking our through a door window inside. The people were wondering what I was doing there. I didn't think the excuse "I thought this was a public toilet" would work, so I fled, rounded the corner, and - this is the fun part, glided through the air with my arms outstretched almost all the way home! Almost all the way because I woke up :(
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