OK, since We're telling peein' stories...... here's another one. From the early 80's, before cell phones and such.
Some friends of mine were traveling from Minnesota to Montana for a hunt. Left after work, drivin' straight thru...sleepin' on the way. The truck was a big ol' Ford with a stand-up camper. Guy sleeping in the back...... I'll call him Eddie, he MIGHT be reading this!
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They stop for gas at an all-nighter and before Eddie gets woke up and dressed they're hitting the road again...... Ed's gotta' pee......
So he goes to the back door in his skivvies and IN A HURRY, he's gonna' reach out and flag the driver, bang on the side, whatever..... he ain't got a plan, just gotta' PEE!
Door opens.
Clutch drops.....
EDDIE drops...........
And the truck roars away into the night...........
He's awake now, standing in the road in his briefs at midnite in November.
SOMEwhere in NoDak......no money, no id, and no pockets to put his hands in......
They tell me he was SOME cold crawlin' out of the bushes to flag them down as they crept back hours later, driving slow enough that they wouldn't miss him!
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