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While I will admit to the fact that I am the kind of storyteller that enjoys a liberal splash of hyperbole in all my writings, I hereby certify that the following is a true and accurate description of the events of yesterday.
Here we go.
So there I was in the ladies room finishing up my I-drank-too-many-cups-of-green-tea business when another lady entered the stall next to me and with much huffing and rustling of seat cover went ahead and copped a squat.
As she settled in she began heartily whistling “over hill, over dale, we will hit the dusty trail” also known as the Caisson Song or the Army song.
Apparently this rousing rendition was the perfect accompaniment to the job ahead.
I hi hi hee’d right the heck out of the concert hall before she got to the part about “field artillery.”
No one wants to be a part of that.
That completes the entirety of the thoughtful and meaningful content of this post, dated Friday, March 8th in the year 2013.
Image from Observations & Answers.