We went ice skating with Earl tonight. We ate at McDonald's and we saw the Kennedy Center and Watergate. We went into this cathedral and I got lost in the crypt. Shit! I pissed in my pants.
I guess I was visiting my cousins in Washington, D.C.-- We often went there for Thanksgiving. I remember seeing the Watergate Hotel. And how odd it was that it was simply a hotel. The term Watergate seemed much larger than some building.
The Cathedral must have beenThe National Cathedral. It had the moon rock in one of the stained glass windows.
I am sure I did not piss in my pants. Just an overwrought expression.
1 comment:
I'm glad you didn't piss in your pants.... But you might have taken a leak in a crevice behind a coffin? Eh??
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