The Time: After dark.
The Conversation:
J [shining flashlight into the hole]: Is that corn?
Me: Let me see! Oh my god, is that corn? Or is it vomit?
J: Come on, let's go.
Me: Wait, shine it down there again!
J: This is disgusting.
Me: Is there really corn?! I think it might be vomit.
J: [shakes head and walks out]
6 comments:
What? Was that on the toilet seat? Urgh!
Lever, actually the outhouse itself was impeccably clean (and really did NOT smell at all, it was amazing!) So no, nothing was on the seat. We were looking in the hole--there are some things I just can't help...
You are one of the strangest people that I have ever met in my life. Although, I must admit... Dave and I probably would have had the same conversation.
Hey... wait a minute. Are you trying to move in on my poop-blogging action?
Chrys: I will take that as a compliment ;) And I would never dream of moving in on your poop-blogging action--I just tells it likes it is. You remain the poop-blogging master.
LOL the power of compulsion huh?
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