Sugar and Spice

All the way home, Jeanette was complaining that her stomach hurt.  So, when we got home, she ran straight for the bathroom and locked herself in.  Moments later there was a knock at the door.  Larry, my boyfriend, had to go.  He had to go bad.

Jeanette finished up quickly and exited the room.  Larry entered and came back out.  Apparently, she had not flushed.  Her response, “Well you had to go so bad, I just got out.  Guess you don’t have to go so bad after all if that bothers you.”

I could not help but laugh.  Poor Larry; and he thought that little girls were all sugar and spice.


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