Tuesday, September 25, 2007

How

Breauna and I took a long trip to IL. And as tradition stands before you depart there are a few things needed.

Beef jerky
Pop
Juice
Coffee

That way when you are driving at 2 a.m. you don't fall asleep. But eventually the liquids cannot be held down any longer and well... gotta pee. I suppose I have the tenancy to take a while in the bathroom, mostly because I like to wash my hands in warm water or the hot air thingy. But every time Breauna beats me out of the bathroom and makes fun of me.

On our way back it was going to be different I raced her. Rules were, no running and no drying off hands. So I did my thing as fast as I could and low and behold Breauna beat me. How in the world is that possible? It doesn't even make sense that a woman can go faster than a man. I feel like a failure.

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3 Comments:

Blogger Jason said...

I often feel like a failure in the restroom as well. Don't worry, we'll deal with it together.

7:05 PM  
Blogger Lucas said...

...Ah, why is it that you always feel like a failure... in that "area" Jason?

7:41 AM  
Blogger Adam said...

what?

12:24 PM  

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