A Quick Trip


This happened in 2002 involving my brother, our friend and myself. During that summer our neighborhood was in walking distance of a new movie theater, CVS pharmacy and a Quick Trip gas station. Quick Trip isn?t any old gas station; it had food galore, smoothies, milk shakes, cheeseburgers, hot dogs, French fries and burritos. It was brand new and very clean and very big. My brother and I had a best friend named Nick, well one fine afternoon we get the great idea of walking down to the new gas station and getting some food. A short walk of 15 min we had arrived. We spent about 15 min looking at all the food and drinks that were at our disposal. We finally made are choice we bought two SUPER SIZED bean burritos each that were on sale for a $1.00. To wash it down we decided to get A MEGA sized coke on sale. We made our purchase and sat on the side of the building outside. We sat there for at least 30 min eating our food fast and drinking our cokes slow. Well we get up and start to make the walk home....all of the sudden it hits all of us. It was the burritos. The closest bathroom was the CVS pharmacy. We walk in trying not to show our desperation. We find the bathroom at the back, bad news....a single bathroom for men and women. Our friend Nick rushes in first slamming the door in our faces. What seemed like an eternity he finally made his way out, I sized the opportunity and bolted in before my brother, who at that time was standing cross legged in an isle with people walking by him trying not to stare. The stench Nick left was horrible, an unholy BM that made me gag. I barely made it to the toilet before exploding. It was harsh to say the least; I thought I was going to die in that bathroom. Finally I finished. No sooner than me opening the door my poor brother bursts in dropping his pants before I even close the door. It was not pretty. Imagine what it must have smelled like when he finally got his turn. We heard him cussing at us and damming us to hell in the bathroom. We could not help but laugh at his situation. After he finished we walked home, embarrassed, and not talking. We laugh about it to this day.
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