So, there I was at my favorite Chinese restaurant, Poo Pings, and for some reason, my stomach felt funny.
I ran for the restroom, but got confused as hell by the signs.
Since I was wearing a dress at the time, I chose “Feman”
I could see a pair of shoes in the only stall that was there. I knew I was in trouble because my stomach was making weird sounds, like a Frenchman in a thunderstorm. I forced my way into the stall in utter desperation.
Wouldn’t you know it. The heavy chick from “Facts of Life”, my mortal enemy, was in the stall . And she wasn’t pretty. I mean, it wasn’t pretty.
Not only did I get kicked in the groin, but now I’m banned from Poo Pings for creating a mess in a dress under duress.