The third and final urinal to the left was flooded
so I used the middle one, next to a guy using the right.
Cocks in hand, we nodded at each other’s
neck heads then looked forward in unison.
10 seconds later he said Mate, do you…
and then stopped and zipped up and left.
What was he going to say?! Mate, do you
have a lighter? Or Mate, do you fancy a
beer? Or Mate, do you sometimes wish you
were dead? Or Mate, do you like coconut?
And I would’ve said No, Yes, Yes, No,
but either way, dick in or out, let’s talk soon.
© Carl Burkitt 2020