“There! There!” she screams, pointing to the
bidet.
“Come on, let’s get out,” says the Hindu boy.
“Wait a minute, you can’t get out as easily as all that.”
The madam is standing by the bidet, fuming and spitting.
The girls are standing there too, with towels in their hands.
The five of us are standing there looking at the bidet. There
are two enormous turds floating in the water. The madam
bends down and puts a towel over it. “Frightful! Frightful!”
she wails. “Never have I seen anything like this! A pig! A
dirty little pig!”