I haven't seen this in a while. We're getting in our car after being out to eat. We're sitting there for a minute before taking off. And a guy with no shirt and about half a beer belly walks by in front of the car. I'm saying something like, "Welcome to civilization, dude," and my wife is saying, "No shoes, no shirt, no service -- oh, I see you've got shoes," because we thought he was about to go into the store there -- Dollar General.
But instead of going into the store, he went merrily up to the bucket in the corner by the door -- the bucket where people are to put cigarettes -- unzipped his pants and stood there and peed!
We're back here not believing it. He's not looking around. He appears to be right at home in the privacy of his own bathroom. That takes guts.