After watching two guys read the back of every box of condoms the other night, I saw them finally choose one and head toward the front of the store. As it turns out, I ended up behind them in the check-out line.
I put my purchases on the belt and watched the cashier ring up the two items that one of the guys was buying. Being nosy, I tried to see what kind of condoms they finally decided to get (Trojan Supras, in case you were wondering). But much to my surprise, not only did I get to see what kind of condoms he was buying, I also got to see what he was buying with the condoms. And man, I wish I hadn't.
After he finished buying his stuff and then headed to the door, I went up to pay the cashier for my stuff. She was trying to hold in a laugh, as was I. Why? Because to go along with his condom purchase, this guy also bought Krazy Glue. The cashier and I laughed about this together and then we decided that we didn't want to know what those two dudes were going to do with a pack of condoms and a tube of Krazy Glue.
But. But! I can't stop thinking about it. Now, I am sure that there is a logical reason why he bought the Krazy Glue. And I'm sure this reason has nothing to do with the condoms. But. What if it doesn't?
Pee to the ess: He had to show I.D. to buy the Krazy Glue. But not the condoms.