tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321070.post6004972495515780454..comments2024-02-27T11:26:39.655-07:00Comments on Southern Rockies Nature Blog: Signs of Spring (2)Chas S. Cliftonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00923547685265741325noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321070.post-33250641360520415722013-03-25T00:12:21.480-06:002013-03-25T00:12:21.480-06:00Aeons ago I was in a nasty, dirty, scary biker bar...Aeons ago I was in a nasty, dirty, scary biker bar just outside Las Vegas and I had to pee. The bathroom was like something out of the third world, or maybe the fourth, and I was wearing flip-flops. So, as I'm standing there levitating my pristine white ass over the pot, I see something in the corner of the stall and the first thing I think is "Why does that cockroach have pincers?" As quick as the thought arose, I realized that IT WASN'T A FREAKING COCKROACH. And then the true horror hit me - I had to choose between leaving my nearly bare feet on the floor or putting my bare ass on the seat.<br /><br />Choosing option three, I cut off midstream and bolted out the door with my pants still at half mast, escaping with my toes and tender parts intact and my ego mildly tarnished.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com