Tuesday, 17 September 2013
Then a bit later he asked me where the pisser was. I pointed to the door and told him you have to knock twice and wait for an answering knock to see if anyone is already in there. For some reason, he started knocking on a bare wall a few feet over from the bathroom, his hands probing around for a secret handle. Eeeeee-dog! It was funny, but you kinda had to be there.