Monday, February 25, 2008

I am a good person


When I was fourteen my boyfriend invited me to a party at his house.


The bathroom was out of the way, so he had to escort me.


To my chagrin, he waited for me just outside.


So I held the toilet handle down while I was peeing, hoping that the continued flush would drown out the sound of my stream.


But the toilet overflowed pee-water all over the bathroom floor.


Panicked, I cleaned up the mess with my boyfriend's bath towel.


After, I folded it and put it back on the rack.


Hey, I was fourteen.

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