You know the moment it strikes and it has to come out. My two sisters were cleaning houses together a few years back. The youngest sister says to the middle sister, "You have to stop at the very next station!"
Beth jumps out of the car, runs right past the checkout counter to the bathroom. Steph goes in behind here, to casually talk to the attendant, while Beth relieves her self.
As the two ladies talked, Beth walks up to the counter whitter than a ghost. Immediately, Steph asks, "Beth what's wrong." Beth just shakes her head. "Mam, do you have a bucket, a rag and maybe some cleaner?"
The attendants eyes grow as big as saucers, "What happened in there?"
A little teary eyed Beth says, "Well, I'd rather not say. But it was more than a double flusher, and on the turd flush well it overflowed. It splattered, and well it's just real bad."
Now the attendant's just got to see for her self. But Beth is quick to caution, "Mam, you really shouldn't go in there right now. I grabbed that mop in the hallway, but I really need a few more things to clean it up."
Now the gas station attendant becomes really excited, and throws her hands on her hips, "OMG, not the kitchen mop!"
"Well, I don't know what you used it for, but I just mopped the bathroom floor with it."
By this time, Steph knew it was best just to slink back out the door, and not say another word to the attendant or Beth. A few minutes latter Beth returns to the car. "Beth, what happened in there?"
"Steph, it was real bad." Needless to say neither of them have been back to Gram's Quick Stop again. :)
Food for thought for the day: Best friends are like Butt cheeks, always together, but when $#itty things happen, well they separate for a while. But they always come back together. If were separated, I hope we'll be back together soon!
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