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I just remembered a good one...
One summer in high school, I went with my best friend and her family to the World Expo in Spokane, WA. On the way back, we camped out on her grandparent's farm in eastern Oregon. The grandparents no longer lived on site, and we didn't want to inconvenience the tenants, so we were to use the outhouse should we need it. Nancy's parents and little sister slept in the camp trailer, her brother had the back of their station wagon, and Nancy and I got the tent.
In the middle of the night, Nancy and I both realized we had to go and that we'd never make it to morning, but we realized we didn't know where the outhouse was. No problem -- her brother, Jay, had gone earlier. So we went to the station wagon and opened the hatch.
"Jay, Jay -- where's the outhouse?"
Jay, obviously not awake, answered: "It's in the sleeping bag."
Glad we didn't listen to him!
One summer in high school, I went with my best friend and her family to the World Expo in Spokane, WA. On the way back, we camped out on her grandparent's farm in eastern Oregon. The grandparents no longer lived on site, and we didn't want to inconvenience the tenants, so we were to use the outhouse should we need it. Nancy's parents and little sister slept in the camp trailer, her brother had the back of their station wagon, and Nancy and I got the tent.
In the middle of the night, Nancy and I both realized we had to go and that we'd never make it to morning, but we realized we didn't know where the outhouse was. No problem -- her brother, Jay, had gone earlier. So we went to the station wagon and opened the hatch.
"Jay, Jay -- where's the outhouse?"
Jay, obviously not awake, answered: "It's in the sleeping bag."
Glad we didn't listen to him!