Baton Rouge is the SHIT!

Moments after Gin and Swanic's last post they pulled off in Baton Rouge at a Mobile for gas, a drink and to relieve themselves. Gin stayed with the Matrix first while Swanic went to use the facilities. He ask the station attendant where the bathroom was. "take the key with the white string baby." trying to ignore the feeling of discomfort caused by being called baby by a 90 woman, Swanic headed to the outside bathroom. As he reached the key to the door he noticed it was ajar. He opened the door cautiously, partly fearing, partly hoping to find a highway-side orgy in full swing. Alas he was only met with a stench papramount to death and fecal matter left in the sun next to a jar of mayonnaise made with rotten eggs. He took a deep breath of fresh air and ducked in stepping straight up to the urinal. Only after commencing did he regard his surroundings. A clogged toilet overflowing with unpleasantness sat to his left. Crude drawings lined the walls, and the very urinal he was using had apparently never been flushed! Swanic's air was running thin and he began to plan which direction he should shift his weight should he faint; where should I fall that would cause the least impact and ensure that I would not be blamed for the state of this bathroom? At last he could stand it no more and bolted from the bathroom barely managing to button is sensible khaki shorts.

Swanic