I would have peed into a jug and left it in his room.
And that's if I was feeling charitable and not in the mood to whiz on his bed.
Weirdest place I've ever peed was in a flower bed of a motel in West Virginia. They should have let me use the facilities. At that point, I didn't have much choice.
My husband doesn't know I've got a "nitrogen experiment" going on with the two flower boxes in the bathroom window and the bedroom window, respectively.
Let's just say the bedroom windowbox is the control subject and leave it at that.
And that's if I was feeling charitable and not in the mood to whiz on his bed.
Weirdest place I've ever peed was in a flower bed of a motel in West Virginia. They should have let me use the facilities. At that point, I didn't have much choice.
My husband doesn't know I've got a "nitrogen experiment" going on with the two flower boxes in the bathroom window and the bedroom window, respectively.
Let's just say the bedroom windowbox is the control subject and leave it at that.


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