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I hunch down with my elbows resting on top of my thighs, dropping my moto pants to my ankles. “Ahh jeez man—you mean you wasted that morning nut”? It was only about 5:00 AM. If you stood just right—you could see dudes standing at the piss trough—but the showers and stalls were out of site. A slight mist was hanging, and it was cool, about 72 degrees. I grin again, and offer “Wasted it up Riley’s ass”. Upon entering I see the bath house is empty. There is a bit of activity around the camp now—Kelso and me can crash out now. As I stand up and pull up my moto pants, I notice the large puddle on the floor.
