We were  all ready to fight and had similar grim, stern expressions that splotched our faces. Yes, we were bound by that thin, terse thread called civility but the leash was getting strained and the tempers were running short. Another few minutes and we’d have been exchanging blows and pulling off one another’s nails; thankfully, the attendant opened the airport loo’s door and let us all in. 

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5 Responses to Water-loo

  1. rashmenon says:

    @ andy: 🙂 i value the like 🙂

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