Looking to score some some bargains on Christmas junk for next year, we went to Target after a late breakfast.
I had to pee really bad, but figured that with TWO crews the plumbing would be fixed in no time at all.
I was wrong, and it sucked.
Didn't buy anything, then whizzed to Academy.
(And at Academy).
Whoever killed the men's room at Target (1604/Blanco), next time please stay home and nuke your own damn toilet.
(I hope it hurt).