He Kept Having To Use The Broom

I went on a walk through the park with a nice guy. I like walks in the park. It provides a chance to chitty chat, enjoy nature and get some exercise.

The guy was handsome. After talking with him awhile I learned that he was extremely family-oriented. I loved it! He also didn't have any children and I loved that too. It's not that common that you find a nice looking guy, who is family oriented and doesn't have about three or four children....soooooo I was excited.

And the topper...I was attracted to him.

Butttt errrrrr uhhhhh, he kept having to use the bathroom.

The first time, he told me that he had a bunch of water that day so I was like OK. Heck, I need to drink more water myself, I thought.

Then he had to use it again, and again and again and again.

We went on a 45 minute walk and I think this joker had to use the bathroom 4, yes, 4 times.

At first, I would lag behind, waiting on him to take care of his business. Heck after the second time, I kept it movin'. I actually was getting a bit irritated and thinking WTFudge.

By the end of the walk, I was disgusted, disgusted, deeeeeeegusted!!!

And I even told him at a subsequent meeting that maybe he needed to get his prostate checked cause he was using the brooom tooo dayuuuuum much.

Was I wrong? LOLOLOLOL