When You Gotta Go

 

(By the very talented Donna Mehalko)

"The kilt was invented for the three things the Scottish Army did most: running, fucking, and pissing."

The guy next to me was far drunker than I was, but that didn't stop me from listening.  It's often late at night in little dive bars full or old men and drunk barmaids that I hear the best stories.  This guy looked like he crawled out of a war movie, and not one made in the last fifty years.  He had a scar across his cheek, boots that hadn't polished in years, and a drink in front of him with an umbrella that bumped into his face everytime he took a drink.

"Well, it sure works," I said, not sure of the correct response.

"You do a lot of running, boy?" he asked, pushing the umbrella to one side before sucking on the straw.

"More of the other two, I suppose."

By the time he was done laughing he was on his way out, and I wasn't even sure what had happened.  Sometimes, I suppose, we just have to take what we're offered and leave the rest well enough alone.

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