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last night i was in the wegman's bathroom, washing my hands, when a man walked in and went to the urinal behind me. standing at the sink, i could see him through the mirror. to my absolute disgust and horror, he dropped his pants - all the way to his ankles. Like an eighteen month old being potty trained, this guy had no inhibitions, and just let go. i think i've been scarred for life.
wish me speedy recovery.
post script: i went on a three hour bike ride tonight along the canal - past fariport. anyone interested in these adventures should let me know because i plan to make a summer out of them.