The first friend to get his drivers license immediately proceeded to drive us all to hooters in Syracuse. We wanted to see boobs. He had his junior license thing, which means you have to be home by 9. The boobs kept us distracted until about 8:30, when somebody accidentally stopped looking at boobs and saw the clock.
The race was on- Syracuse to Utica in less than 30 minutes.
Bare in mind, we were in high school, and the only way to afford being in Hooters was to get 1 order of wings and then keep drinking pepsi refills for like 3 hours. So my friend's younger brother starts complaining that he is going to pee his pants. Begs my friend Mike to stop the van. Mike does not want to get in trouble for being out after 9, so he tells his younger brother to hold it. 10 minutes goes by, and finally his brother asks if he can just pee out the window. Bare in mind that it was a minivan, and the windows only pop open a little bit. But he was young and flexible, and in no time had his body sideways and in position. He put his penis out the crack and began to relieve himself. Unfortunately, the cold February air had that certain effect on his penis that we men all know about. His penis, upon being blasted by the cold air, pulled into his body like a scared turtle. This meant it was no longer able to stay out of the window. He also couldn't stop going once he started.
Ah, to arive home late on your first day as a licensed driver with a van full of pee. I will never forget his crying "I can't stop it now, it stings!"
