grown...
I remember really having to go, we were sleeping on cots, at the old adobe homestead. It was night, and I took a flashlight and opened the door to the 'two seater' outhouse...I saw all sorts of red, beady eyes...along the walls, hanging from threads from the ceiling, and peering at me from the two seats...I closed the door, and walked the 1/4 mile to the gas station.