Small Dennis Slapped My Hand Away From the Zipper
- cut off into shorts
- clothing choice that I would be comfortable with
- very soggy newspapers
- a matching, facing toilet for when you can’t get off the john but have to lean over one at the same time
- Three words… Nose Hair Trimmer.
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Small Dennis slapped my hand away from the zipper. “You’re jeopardizing the missions!” he hissed.
I ground my molars. The horse costume might have been tolerable if it had been cut off into shorts, but that still wouldn’t be a clothing choice that I would be comfortable with under the circumstances.
The best I could do was keep backpedaling and drag Small Dennis along with me. He put up a bit of a fight about that, but his resistance was comparable to a curtain of very soggy newspapers. I managed to bump open a door with my hip, and dragged us through it into what turned out to be a bathroom. But its setup was unconventional to say the least. There were two toilets and no partitions, meaning (possibly) that your conversational partner would have someplace to sit, or (more likely) you’d have available a matching, facing toilet for when you can’t get off the john but have to lean over one at the same time.
I hurried to explore the rest of the space before Small Dennis felt inspired.
On a shelf under the mirror, at last I spotted something truly useful in my current predicament. Three words… Nose Hair Trimmer.
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