As a young randy teenager, I picked up a girl in a bar one afternoon after I completed a grade 7 semester exam. We had a couple of pints, all going very well and moving along just dandy...
After about seven kegs of barley, she quaintly excused herself for a trip to the ladies. I waited about two moments and decided I might as well do the same, no use in wasting time all by my lonesome.
On entering the mens facility, I noticed a familiar figure wearing a dress I have seen quite recently, leaning with one hand against the wall over a urinal. In a mild stooper myself, I took up the same position next to her. She looked at me with a friendly smile and said, "This won't take long, I'll see you back at the table shortly..."
And you think your Tarantulas have weird habits...

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