I have never been camping. Ever. I’m the kind of girl who likes to vacation in places where I can call the front desk for another toothbrush or order up some porn. I do NOT like anything that resembles “roughing it.” That being said, I have never crapped anywhere but a toilet. And I’ve never seen anyone else do it anywhere but a toilet either. That is, until last night.
Sara, you have really tested the limits and boundaries of our friendship. You put all five of my senses through the ringer with what I witnessed last night. And to think we were just outside the front gate of your complex. You only had another 100 feet to drive to get to your house. Who just cost WHO another week of therapy???? The title of this blog is from the Allman Brothers, “I’m No Angel” and Sara, it’s all for you.