I see an lady holding a dog leash with a bewildered look on her face acting like she's looking for her dog. I offer my assistance. As I approach her I can't help noticing that she reeks of urine. Not, oops I just peed my pants, urine but the you've pissed your pants 4 out of the 7 days you've been wearing this pair of pants urine. She hands me a rusty bolt which while I'm holding I notice is slightly wet still. Now I'm hoping that it's not a bolt from her bed and rusty because of urine from her pissing in it. Also there was no dog.
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