You love watching me suffer, don't you? You know I'm eight months pregnant and you know I need to pee. Yet, you've locked me out of the bathroom. I'm banging on the door. I'm begging you to let me in. I don't want to pee on myself! What? You think I should go pee outside? I can't our neighbors windows look down into our yard. They're going to catch me peeing outside. Also, it is so cold outside and I don't have time to put more clothes on, I have to pee too badly. Please, let me in! You're not? Fine. I'll run outside and pee on the ground.