My mother did not obtain her drivers license until recently. Therefore, during the summer, we were forced to ride the Greyhound bus down the shore. You see the oddest characters on the Greyhound bus. I always felt that their was a 50 percent chance that I could get molested in the men's room at the bus terminals as well. This may explain my unique ability to hold my bladder. This skill may come in handy when I am an old man and my loving wife (if I am so lucky to find someone to put up with my ass) refuses to wheel me to the bathroom.
After an entertaining week down the shore, I was with my mother traveling home when a young girl sitting in my vicinity had to use the bathroom. Unfortunately, the particular bus that we were on did not have one. After 30 minutes of pleas for help, 45 minutes of her father yelling at her pleas for help, and 20 minutes of her mother rubbing her side, she was forced to urinate in a bucket. I vividly recall her telling her father, "Daddy I don't want to pea in the bucket." I watched the father look into his young daughters eyes with failure written on his face as if he let his young child down. I thought to myself, this is what fathers must feel like when their daughters have to prostitute to support their families.
Editor's note: I actually just laughed at the young girl's statement. The daughter supporting her family by becoming a hooker just came to me and made me laugh so I wanted to share.
I guess the young lady should be happy. She only lost a little urine. She could have lost her head!
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