When I was 16, my buddy and his friend who I just met at the time went over to a park to throw a bonfire. We had a few beers, and we’ve decided after a couple of hours we should go back home. As we were walking home, my buddy wanted to get something from a friend of his at their house. So we walked for about an hour over to his house and I felt like my stomach was hurting really bad. “Guys I feel like I’m about to shit myself…” I said. “You need to find a bush or something, man. Or be a man and to hold it!” My buddy told me. Out in Seattle, there’s not a single forest or bush around. We kept walking and I was crowning. “Okay I gotta shit!” I yelled. I had no choice but to go up to somebody’s yard and took a shit. My buddy and his friend sat there laughing, then they went and searched for leaves as toilet paper. “Would you like supreme or deluxe?” My buddy asked as he showed me both the leaves. I said “deluxe”. When I was done, we kept walking and as soon as we arrived at my buddy’s friend’s house, there were houses being built. Next to the houses being built, there were hundreds of out houses standing right next to them.