I once pulled over to the side of the very desolate northern stretch of I95 in Maine to pee, after I had started I noticed some weird white structure on the ground not far from me. It took me a while to realize it was a giant ribcage of some sort, I guessed moose, and it was gnarly. I start feeling kinda anxious knowing now that ive stuck my dick into a kill zone, but I tell myself the bones are partly bleached, and its so huge it had to die of natural causes, there are no grizzly bears in Maine, Im fine.
Then I hear a crack and rustle in the woods before I had totally calmed myself down, it was fucking loud, and I was in the middle of nowhere. It was a stretch where there are no towns within 45mins driving 80mph. So I flipped into flight mode while my dick was still set to pee, and I stumble backwards spritzing the fuck out of my shoes and pants in a panic to save my dick from the phantom forest monster.
I wasnt even halfway back up the embankment before I realized what a douchebag I am.