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aparently tonite was supposed to be really lame. except i saw rachel. i guess it wasn't all lame until we hit up that party, then i dropped rachel off, and after i turned down to go to the highway realized i had to pee SOOOO BAD (diet coke and a coffee!) so i race down the highway, thinking oh i can make it home (about 45 miles or so, takes 30 minutes)
i hit the fucking braga bridge, slow traffic due to construction, me thinking, jesus christ i'm gonna piss my pants for the first time in a very very long time. try thinking of exits i could get off on and pee and not get pulled over or seen. or even a public bathroom (which i despise)
GET OFF HIHGWAY and find nothingk eep driving, find a spot realize i'll likely either get raped, or seen by the firemen in the station near where i decided was a good idea. go to mobil, no bathroom inside, it's like outdoors in the BACK...surrounded by many scary looking beefy boys with pimped out cars. decide for my own safety i should just not try it.
drove home (after 10 minute fucking detour) and ran into my house and seriously almost peed my pants before i could pull my pants down.
that is my story. i hope you liked it.
i hit the fucking braga bridge, slow traffic due to construction, me thinking, jesus christ i'm gonna piss my pants for the first time in a very very long time. try thinking of exits i could get off on and pee and not get pulled over or seen. or even a public bathroom (which i despise)
GET OFF HIHGWAY and find nothingk eep driving, find a spot realize i'll likely either get raped, or seen by the firemen in the station near where i decided was a good idea. go to mobil, no bathroom inside, it's like outdoors in the BACK...surrounded by many scary looking beefy boys with pimped out cars. decide for my own safety i should just not try it.
drove home (after 10 minute fucking detour) and ran into my house and seriously almost peed my pants before i could pull my pants down.
that is my story. i hope you liked it.