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Why is there always one in every family?
My oldest son (not of my loin) always seems to show up when I am making bodily functions. Not long after I met his mother, we were all at some arcade. I'm in the bathroom contemplating my navel, behind a locked door, and he walks in. This scenario has been repeated often.
Now, he is bringing his GF into the act. Last night I take the dog out back to tinkle. To encourage her, I show her how to do it (from a standing position). I get a few seconds into my stream, and guess who comes driving up the driveway, lights illuminating the darkness that the dog and I were sharing. . .
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