DOGS THAT BARK said:
As I said I don't go to Walmart often but do like fact it open 24 hours for most pary--Got a funny (not then) story to share.
I drive to town of Madisonvile once a week--leave bout 5am and get there about 6:30 am. Several years ago was driving up there and WKY parkway had construction on one lane. Got one of those hideous pains in my stomach -the one where you have to stop NOW!. Pulled off in lane under construction open my trunk and got a golf towel to wipe with and bolted for the brush near by. Pitch dark this time of morning--and stepped off in hole they had dug out filled with water up to my neck.Dried off with towel best I could and since I was closer to Madisonville decided to on an stop at Walmart there (only thing open) and buy clothes and take shower at hotel. Walked in to walmart soaked and muddy (plus I shit in my pants when I stepped of in hole). No on one ever said a word--just looked at me very strange as there was trail of water every where I walked.
To add insult to injury--after I stepped in hole and got back in my car I didn't drive but about 200 yards over crest of hill and there was blue porto pot sitting in consrtuction area. Just wasn't my day.
lol- funny story.
I have one of my own in this vein.
I was 15 or 16 and about ten guys from our church group named 'Campus Life' (that's right Dawgball-church group) went on a trip from where I grew up in Indiana to Orlando.
The Church group leader drove us down in an RV (which broke down twice on the way there, but is beside the point).
Four of us actually connect with these 4 chicks from Dalton(will always remember the name of the city), GA at a restaurant. Our 'leader' wasn't around for that dinner and we made arrangements for us guys to go see them at their hotel, which was right next to ours (and the restaurant for that matter).
We go there and the most 'racy' thing that happens is that one of them flashed us her tits. We enjoyed that.
Then things get pared down to two of us 'couples', (me and this little Georgia peach cutie included) and we decide to ditch everyone else and walk back to us guys hotel for (hopefully) some action. The four of us. 2 guys and 2 girls.
It was probably 200 yards to our hotel, but it might as well been 2 miles. Along the way, I have major 'cramps' from the dinner.
There are some woods to the side and I tell the other 3 that I have to take a leak. Keep in mind that we had not been drinking alcohol and it made little sense why this would be so urgent when we were a 3 minute walk to the hotel.
By the time I can get to the woods out of sight, I couldn't hold it. It was impressively disgusting. I went on myself, tried to clean up, but man...it stunk.
I came back to the road where they were waiting and said that I stumbled and fell in a pile of dog crap. I had to have *some* explanation as I was covered in my own stuff and stank like a sewer.
That excuse did not fly, apparently, as the girls did come into our room briefly, and took off after about 5 minutes.
My buddy still has never forgiven me entirely.