The Man Pissing in the Laundry Story

I was somewhat triggered by the man pissing in the laundry story, and thought my own version might be perfect for you to enjoy. Let me set the scene. I met my now ex husband in may 19 93, and had our first child the following march. We spent a lovely christmas eve getting ready to shower the baby in gifts she would not notice or appreciate. In enjoying a few drinks we had several too many, and wobbled off to bed after leaving the required carrag for rudolph and mince pie for sande. At about four in the morning, and robin hears it, he'll be up, and that'll be that. It's ridiculousye? What