So, I was out at a restaurant eating by myself. Halfway through my meal I had the signal that I needed to use the restroom. I went to the men's room, and started doing my business at one of the urinals. Shortly after I started, a man came in and stood at the urinal directly next to me. There were other urinals available, but he wanted the one right next to me. I glanced over at him from the corner of my eye and noticed that this guy had no arms. I thought to myself, "how is this guy going to accomplish this task?" I figured it was none of my business, and just focused on myself. While in mid-stream, the guy with no arms nudged me with his shoulder and asked me, "hey man, would you mind unzipping me?" I looked around, and saw that we were the only ones in the restroom. I felt sorry for the guy so I quickly unzipped him and went back to urinating. He nudged me again and said, "I hate to ask you this, but would you mind pulling it out for me?" I look around once again, and we are still the only ones in the restroom. I still feel sorry for the guy so I pull it out for him without looking down, and go back to urinating. Once he was done, he nudged me yet again and asked, "would you mind tucking me in and zipping me up?" I look around and we are still the only ones in the restroom still. Still feeling sorry for this guy, I figured I might as well finish helping him out. This time I looked down and saw his junk was red, swollen, covered with scabs, and puss everywhere. As fast as I could, I tucked him in and zipped him up. I then asked the guy, "what's wrong with your junk?" He then pulls his arms through his sleeves and says, "I don't know, but I ain't touching it."
Read next
From @cromedome