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About five years ago when Micheal was still alive and we were vending at the flea market every weekend I had this "event" happen to me that I must share with you. Because you are just not going to believe it. Hell, I still shake my head in disbelief.
A friend drove me to the area where the bathroom was and gingerly I hobbled on my cane toward the bathroom. I had been drinking Mt. Dew Code Red all day and making jewelry. I was stiff and had to pee so bad I thought I was not going to make it. So out of no where this woman about my age but able bodied pushes past me into the bathroom, almost knocking me off my feet and rushes into the disabled stall.
So I am leaning against the wall imaptiently waiting when suddenly I hear this sound... a whirring sound...a buzzing sound...and then I see a box drop on the floor.
You wanna guess or do you want me to tell you what was on the box? It was a "personal massager".
This woman had rushed past an obvioously physically handicapped person to enjoy the extra room of the disabled stall to try out her new vibrator.
Now I could have squeezed into the regular stall and went pee. God knows I needed to go but my knees do not bend well and I could have gotten stuck and frankly, I wanted a piece of this bitch. So about five minutes passsed and eventually I heard her moan. She redressed herself and was shocked to find me still standing there when she opened the door. I was right there. She could not get passed me.
"Oh..." she stammered. "I thought you went to the other stall."
"I am not able to go to the other stall," I growled, pushing her out of my way. "But you must be disabled too. This is the only way you can have an orgasm?" I shut the door, sat down and damn near pissed all over myself I had been waiting so long. She cussed me for everything but a white woman. People tend to do that when they have been caught with their pants down.... literally.
So if you are not disabled, even though the disabled stall or parking slot may be more convenient, please leave them for the people who they are meant for. Some people will suffer in silence. I won't.
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Oh HELL NO!! I'm sorry, but even as appauled as I am, I'm getting a bit of a chuckle. I mean, "'cuse me, I gotta go have an orgasm. Who cares if you gotta pee!" Unbelievable! Truly unbelievable. You can't make this stuff up though, I know! Yeah, I'm shaking my head, too.
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Posted by smilinirisheyes
on 2007-12-05 19:00:59
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God girl I was ready to kill her I almost peed myself while she was getting her little joy ride. My Micheal (third husband) did not know if he should track the woman down and play knight in shining armour or just sit there laughing his you know what off at me and my temper tantrum over it. He kept an eye out for her but he was busy retelling the story to anyone who would listen!
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Posted by beautiful_crone
on 2007-12-07 22:46:55
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