Hi Audrey

Such a good story, with a GREAT end.

How are you? and, did it pour at your house too? I had a mild river out front.... aka, quite a lot of water running down the street.

Yep, I am wide awake since the storm went through.

Moni

Moni ithere was thunder and lightning. I don't know if there was any rain or not, as i am half deaf and haven't looked yet. Mr Shitsalot will be awake soon and will want out, i know then lol

Laughing out loud funny!!!!

This isn't a first date story, but a peeing-beside-the-road story my very funny neighbor told about herself. She, her niece, and her two sons (all mid teens) were on a four-lane highway when the car stalled and they had to pull over. This was before cell phones were common, so it was decided that the boys would hike to the near-by town to call for help. While they were gone, the urge to pee hit my neighbor, B. She opened the passenger door to block the view on one side, and had the niece stand at the end of the car to watch for traffic to clear in the other direction. When she heard, "No cars in sight, Aunt B," from her niece, she got busy. She was at the point of no return when she heard the sound of an approaching train, on the tracks which ran parallel to the highway.

She couldn't do anything but watch, as the train drew closer and closer. Imagine her embarrassment, when the engineer gave her a big smile and wave as the train went by!

That's a great story!

I have one, but it wasn't me doing the peeing.

To get from my house to town, I have to drive on a dirt/gravel road for a distance of about two miles. No one uses the road except the people who live along it and the occasional looky loo (but that's another story).

One day, I was on my way to work and as I came upon the last blind corner before the road ends at the highway, I encountered a large semi truck. Standing next to the truck with his back to me was the driver blissfully emptying his bladder. The truck was running and he could not hear my car over his engine noise.

His truck was blocking the narrow dirt road, which is only wide enough for one vehicle at a time, so all I could do was sit in my car and wait...and watch. Although, I did try not to watch, but one can only look up at the sky for so long. He must have really had a full bladder because it took like what seemed forever for him to finish. Finally he was done and as he was tucking himself back into his pants and zipping up, he turned around to see me and my car sitting there.

He literally jumped a foot off the ground, turned a gazillion shades of red, gave me sheepish wave and grin and hopped back in his truck. I grinned back and shrugged my shoulders as if to say, "when ya gotta go, ya gotta go." As he drove away in his semi, I couldn't help but think that he'd be a lot more careful next time he had to pee in public, although to be fair, it did look like a fairly unused road and it is. He just had terrible timing that morning.

Oh, this reminds me of another story my hilarious aunt told. She lived in Florida at the time, and there was a traffic back-up, for some reason I don't recall. Anyway, traffic had finally started moving slowly when a guy up ahead suddenly pulled his car off to the side and jumped out, in front of all to see, to answer nature's call. My aunt was so focused on the guy at the side of the road, she hit the car in front of her when it stopped moving. She was honest--she told the police officer the reason she rear-ended the car in front--and she was still laughing about it when she told me the story.

Not my story but told to me by the girl it happened to. We were discussing married guys who try to pass themselves off as single. Back in the early 1980's, she was new in town and working as a temp, where she met a visitor to the office who asked her to meet him after work for dinner. She soon knew it would go nowhere. Her date was rude to the waitstaff and never shut up, although conveniently didn't mention being married. After dinner, he insisted on escorting her home and following her to her door, even though she told him didn't want to disturb her roommate. She said the date brightened at the mention of "roommate," no doubt with visions of "Dear Penthouse Forum." Her roommate opened the door just as she was unlocking it. Was the date ever angry when her roommate turned out to be a gay man! But what really set him off was when their little dog came out and sniffed his shoe. He kicked the dog in the face! At that, her roommate, using some choice words, screamed at the date to get out. Then her roommate told her that if she'd read the newspapers, she'd know that the guy was married, to a woman named Ivana. And that's why to this day, I call Donald Trump "The Dog Kicker" (among other things.)

@Amazing Aunt Audrey - Thanks so much for thinking of us and sharing that story. These days. sometimes that's what makes my day.

Amazing Aunt Audrey ... Mr. Shitsalot 😁😁😁. Too funny !!!