Unfiltered Story #360748

(A friend and I are driving to the wedding of mutual friends. It’s a hot day and the car has a broken air conditioner, so we have the windows down. We’re driving on a major highway. With the air rushing through the car we can barely hear each other speak, leading to some misheard words and humorous conversation. About halfway into our trip I realize I need a restroom.)

Me: “Please pull in at the next rest stop. I need to pee.”

Friend: “You need what?”

Me: “I NEED TO PEE.”

Friend: “I DON’T UNDERSTAND. YOU NEED WHAT, NOW?”

Me: “I NEED TO PEE! PEE! AS IN L-M-N-O-P! PEE!”

Friend: “Ohhhhhh.”

(He pulls into the next rest stop.)

Me: (getting out of the car) “Be right back. I’m gonna go–” singing like the alphabet song “–LMNO PEEEE!”

(I go inside, do what I need to, return, and get back in the car.)

Friend: “Did you enjoy your LMNO?”

Me: “Yes. My LMNO was great, thanks!”

(The wedding was beautiful. For the rest of the trip, when either of us had to visit a restroom we’d use “LMNO!” to excuse ourself. Over the twenty five years since, it’s expanded to our whole friend group. If you’re ever in Pittsburgh and see a bunch of people together, if one calls out “LMNO!” and heads off to the restrooms, come over and say hi.)