I’m on break only got thirteen more minutes,” Shawn shared then disappeared.The five-foot-eight-inch, one-hundred-thirty-five-pound young man watc...ed the toned custodian flee the scene. He quickly grabbed his messenger bag and roller carry-on suitcase. He darted in the same direction. He found the nondescript stairwell and descended quickly. Upon entering the men’s restroom, he saw there were only two stalls – one of which was occupied by the man who had earlier informed him of the hidden. "Two blond men find three grenades, and they decide to take them to a police station.One asked: "What if one explodes before we get there?"The other says: "We'll lie and say we only found two."A blond man is in the bathroom and his wife shouts: "Did you find the shampoo?"He answers, "Yes, but I'm not sure what to do ... it's for dry hair, and I've just wet mine."A blond man goes to the vet with his goldfish."I think it's got epilepsy," he tells the vet.The vet takes a look and says, "It seems. He began to whistle the theme from the Pink Panther innocently looking up at the ceiling. Until he ventured one more step–hearing her snapping her finger again–louder this time–more emphatic–like a warning shot. ‘I have to pee,’ he implored when he saw her glaring at him. He didn’t know what her look meant but he thought she knew–somehow–someway in her vampiristic knowing. When he unzipped his pants–he waved his hand back and forth as though he was trying to fan the smell–hoping it would. He brazenly slid his hands up my plaid shirt and ran them along my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly and I couldn’t believe the effect Nick had on me. I always found him attractive and sexy but he’s gay and I never imagined we’d end up here. That’s why I broke it off. ‘We can’t do this,’ I said, brushing the hair out of my face. Those four words were the hardest thing I’ve ever had to say. I was on fire, and only Nick Conner could extinguish me. ‘Who says we can’t?’ he replied, still.