We're driving to western New York for Joe's step-brother's wedding. At exit 3 on the Turnpike (Westfield) we stopped for gas. I had to pee like a racehorse, so I went to find a restroom inside at the Exxon station. It was occupied, so I waited patiently. For a while. Eventually Joe came in to wait with me. A while later, a guy rushes out of the
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