Sneedlet is having a swell time at the fun park, in our top secret location. We spent fours hours there this morning before we retreated to our hotel for naps and use of the facilities.
Sneedlet is not a fan of the public toilet. At the most inopportune moments he announces in his finest outside voice that he has to go to the bathroom. This leads to a futile trip to the nearest restroom, where he inspects the facilities and pronounces them unfit for use. Things like scratches in the bowl or water level that is too high or too low are disqualifiers. So we head back to the hotel, where the facilities are A-one. Enough about that though.
The lovely Mrs. and Daughter Sneed are attending a conference on couples therapy. They are tied up all day until about five, leaving Sneedlet and me on our own. So far there have been no incidents to speak of.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky
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3 comments:
are you and jennyhaha writing your posts together now?
Ha ha! Sneedlet is discriminating. Good for him! If only the water level or scratches in the bowl were all I ever saw that sent me running for the hills. Hmmm.
Great minds think alike btw.
I too dislike public bathrooms, but for different reasons.
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