Admit it; this has happened to you too.
I was driving down in Eastern North Carolina near Rockingham. There are a lot of ornamental stone quarries in this part of the state.
I had to pee like all get out. I pulled over to a tiny restaurant and run to the bathroom. I am standing there trying to do my business but can’t go. I’m reading the little sign about employees should wash their hands and stuff just to relax so I can pee.
I give it one more straining push when suddenly by brain steps in and says, “Dude. You are asleep and this is a dream about peeing. If you continue try to pee you will actually pee, but in the bed which is bad.”
I jumped up and tore off to the bathroom stepping on at least one dog.
Thank goodness my brain has an adult section that over rides regular Reggie sometimes.
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Dude! I have no idea what you're talking about... I've never been to Eastern North Carolina near Rockingham ;)
P.S. Terry thinks the theme of your posts are starting to indicate some kind a peeenis fixation.
Reg, that's so classic! Way to make it to the potty ;)
That's the worst feeling ever!!
The worst time for me is after a Blue Bomber game. They have a 40 foot trough that you stand shoulder to shoulder with sixty other men. Talk about stage fright...
I usually hold it the entire game, then go at the movie theatre across the street. Let me tell ya, after four hours and a few beers, I'm ready to explode. Please prostate, never get big....
That's hilarious!!
I wonder if you really WOULD have peed the bed if you hadn't woken up. Now THAT would have been fabulous reading...
If THAT had actually happened, maybe Gigi would finally write something in her blog...
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