UncleWillie
Rarely serious.
- Joined
- Dec 29, 2010
- Location
- Vale
Going up hwy 150, there is a long stretch between hills where you can see a long distance. Up towards the top of the second hill I saw a brand new Suburban slam on its brakes ( nose went straight down) and make a hard left into a garage parking lot. Cars behind it were scrambling all over the road. People from across the street were running over to see what went wrong. As I got closer I saw two women get out of the passengers side. They spoke to the people who walked over in a animated fashion, then the people walked back to their yard.
As I got closer I saw a woman come around the drivers side with a small child (maybe a year old) held by one ankle and one wrist. I began to slow down to see if I could help. Then the woman turned around the passengers side, and I saw the problem. There was poop from the kids ankles to his neck. The thick green nasty poop that stinks from 100 yards away.
The woman who got out of the passenger's front was holding a clean diaper and a pack of wipes at arms length so she didn't get too close to poopy child. The third woman disappeared. I don't know if she crawled under the truck or what, maybe she just ran from the smell. I was laughing so hard I could barely breathe. I called Steph and could barely relate the story.
As I got closer I saw a woman come around the drivers side with a small child (maybe a year old) held by one ankle and one wrist. I began to slow down to see if I could help. Then the woman turned around the passengers side, and I saw the problem. There was poop from the kids ankles to his neck. The thick green nasty poop that stinks from 100 yards away.
The woman who got out of the passenger's front was holding a clean diaper and a pack of wipes at arms length so she didn't get too close to poopy child. The third woman disappeared. I don't know if she crawled under the truck or what, maybe she just ran from the smell. I was laughing so hard I could barely breathe. I called Steph and could barely relate the story.