Nashville, you make me laugh, part 2

Mrs. Wigglebottom were on our walk this morning, trying to be on the lookout for something that might be of interest to you all. Three-fourths of the way through the walk, I was trying to work out something about the awesome joggers in my neighborhood who always yell when they’re coming so they don’t frighten the dog.

But then, I saw a guy standing in his front yard, peeing. Yes, all out, pee streaming, cigarette in hand. “Morning,” he said as he shook off and repackaged himself. “Good morning.” I said and tried very hard not to laugh. I mean, I thought it was a general rule of public decency that when peeing outside, one faced away from the road!