Al Lee

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Dear robot,
You're (sic) post about getting a urinal installed in you're (sic) bathroom reminded me of a 100% true story Read on:

I went away to see an old friend of mine. We were pals when we were young and he was the biggest partier i'd ever known. He could drink a vat of beer and not puke. He was really fun and funny. Then we went to different elementary schools (ha ha just kidding COLLEGES) and lost touch because this was before facebook. I guess he had some trouble with the drinking because he lost his job and dog and such and had rehab a couple times. He was a professional bar fly. He said he liked the really seedy ones. Anyway he got older and got sober. With the older came some health problems - he had trouble peeing. I don't know what his deal was but he said he had to stand there with the feeling of "pee shame" but with no shame. It just took forever to come out. I told him that sucked and he said it was ok because he solved his problem when he won the lotto. He bought a big ol' house and threw a big ol' party at the Country Club he bought himself into. Well at the party the shitter broke and he had to relieve himself out doors. Standing next to the dumpster in the back -- the pee started flowin' like Niagra (sic) falls. He had some sike (sic) classes in college and he figured he could pee on the dumpster because it was like old times. So he had his bathroom expanded to a huge size, put a drain in the floor and installed a fucking DUMPSTER in it to pee on. I saw it. It's really there.


Tonight - 500 Club.

Has to be real, right? I don't fuckin' misspell "your, psych and shit like that."

bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!