Come Unto Me

The other night I had an indoor soccer game, and a state of maximum hydration forced a pre-game visit to the restroom. The facility I play in has a swimming pool and a workout facility, and I guess some swimming lessons had just concluded because there in the bathroom with me was a small boy exiting the shower. He was wearing some sort of super hero underpants—you know, the type little boys wear. He had taken a shower to wash the chlorine from his little pudgy body, and he bounded out and ski...