I was traveling with two lady friends in Europe. We were in London, (we�d been pub crawling all day) riding in the lower level of a big Red Double Decker bus, and I had to go � know what I mean?

I told the bus driver, �you need to stop and let me off; I need the loo bad - now.�

He said, �no, you have to wait until my next stop.� I asked again and received the same response.

Fortunately, there was no one seated in the back (not that it would've mattered). I went aft past the passengers, anchored each leg against a seat � whipped it out and cut loose.

Well, guess what? He stopped that damn bus, and he was pissed. Excuse the pun.

I hit the back door with my two friends in tow, ran around the corner and disappeared into the first pub we came across and ordered some more pints.

The way I see it; I had two options, and the first one was unacceptable.