Tuesday, January 10, 2012
"Mom? I've gotta go."
"Can you hold it? We'll be home in a minute."
"I can't hold it."
"Let me pull the car over, we'll find a tree or something."
"I can't do it out there. It's not a pee."
"Here's a plastic bag. You can go in that."
"People will see me!"
"Just stay in the back seat. No one can see you. It'll be fun. Like camping."
"How is this like camping, Mom? This is not like camping. I never want to go camping."
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