July 31, 2011 |
FROM THE VAULT (SUMMER 2011)
You’re in India. You’re on a coach in the middle of nowhere and suddenly you just really need to go. The problem is there are no facilities in sight. You’re surrounded by fields as far as the eye can see. Desperate times call for desperate measures and this is most certainly a desperate time. Luckily you’ve always been known for thinking on your feet. You empty the carrier bag in your hand and discreetly squat over it. After you are done you tie up the handles and wait for the next stop to dispose of it in a bin. Filthy.
