Went for some late-night faux tex-mex the other night. As I pulled up to the drive-thru, what did my eyes behold?
Why, the car ahead of me had its doors open. Both the driver and the passenger had gotten out to, well, to relieve themselves. Just standing there, facing the car doors to hide their shame, pissing on the ground.
I tried to take an incriminating picture to post online, but they were finished before my cell-cam loaded. Damn.
But, really? Right in the middle of the drive-thru? You couldn't wait to find a better spot? (I mean, 24-hr Mart of Wall was literally next door!)
The only reason people get lost in thought is because it's unfamiliar territory.