Entry 12: Rusty Goes Sledding

The annual snow trip is fun because the general public gets to see for themselves just how group home kids like Rusty can act. He has many peculiarities, one being that he constantly shits his pants, yet he won't ever admit it even with incontrovertible evidence, e.g. shit in his pants while they are on him.

The mountains where we go sledding are a 2 hour van drive away. The kids file out, get a snow saucer and slide down the hill with limited success. During one of Rusty's runs, I saw what appeared to be two little rocks trailing after him in the snow. Further inspection proved that it was two little frozen shit balls. I asked Rusty if he had had an accident and he yelled, "You can't prove it's mine, bitch!"

The van ride home was a nightmare. Rusty sitting in more shit, stinking up the place so much that the other kids want to kill him, and he's just sitting there innocently denying the whole thing. We pulled into a rest stop to clean him up. I told him to go into a bathroom stall and take a dump to get the rest out. He goes in there, I hear the toilet flush and then see shit-water overflowing all over the place.

Me: Jesus Rusty, what'd you do?

Rusty: Nothing. I was just standing there and my underwear fell in and I flushed the toilet before I could see it.