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OH! I’m sorry! I had the chicken!

Posted on Thursday 14 July 2005

I was sitting with Dave here in Epic Cafe and he had to go pee. That’s what happens when you drink a lot of coffee.

He went and got the chicken so he could go to the bathroom.

In this place they keep the key to the bathroom attached to a rubber chicken.

Chicken grabbed he opened the door to the bathroom and there was a woman in there. I overheard his yelp of embarassment, “OH! I’m sorry! I had the chicken! I, uh, didn’t know anyone was in here.”

It’s kind of fun to pee here. You get to play with a rubber chicken and, as long as you don’t think too much about how many people touched it and didn’t wash their hands, you can feel a little silly, a little whimsical. It makes peeing kind if fun and not just a good release.

I’ve got a lot of coffee in me and soon enough I’ll go get that chicken. Maybe hold it like I’m choking the chicken, and pee my whimsical pee.

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