Brotherly Love
So I was in Costco the other day taking care of a bit of business. The stalls there are enameled grey and stop about 7 or 8 inches from the floor. Next to me was a young kid who was spending his time divided between beating a rhythm out on our shared wall and talking to his younger brother who was playing in the sinks. From what I could tell the younger brother was bored, passing the time by systematically turning on each of the automatic faucets.
It was the older one, though, that confused me by calling out, “Hurry up Danny.” Danny replied that he was hurrying and for his brother to be patient.
“I am hurrying, John. I’ve got to get it right though so just be quiet or I’ll leave.” This was answered by more vigorous wall pounding.
A few more seconds passed and then I noticed a tightly balled up paper towel roll under my door, landing just on my side of the wall between our stalls. A small hand quickly reached under and grabbed it. “Oooh thanks Danny. And it’s a warm one!”
“Told you,” replied Danny.
I have three brothers. I love each of them. I have three brothers-in-law on my side and four on Linda's side. I love each of them. I will never, ever do this for you. Ever.
8 comments:
First: taking a dump at Walmart. Priceless.
Second: For the first time in my life I am happy that I was an only child (well, still am actually).
Seriously well written and I am still chuckling. Keep 'em coming.
First: Everyone Poops
Second: Thanks for the compliment.
And to think I thought you shopped at Walmart. Edit: Costco.
i can't figure out exactly who was doing what - I think I will need this explained at home.
second -I agree with David. Why do you need to tell people the where and when? gross.
I don't recall any 'When' and the 'Where' seemed important from a context sort of view.
Linda - you may have mistaken my initial post. I am a Man. Which means that I found Christian's experience not strange, but in fact, most probable. I have had complete strangers start a discussion about world politics with me standing at the urinal. Standing NEXT to me at the urinal. I became so stunned that I forgot what I was doing there in the first place and left without finishing. Of course not without providing my political viewpoint first (that is a Man thing to do as well).
Christian is right - everyone poops. Except Women. ;)
So Killer
this is why I tell my children (girls!) that boys are gross and stinky. It doesn't seem to matter how old you are, you are gross. Farts in water bottles, covered wagons, etc. gross.
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