Page 150 - Diary of a Wimpy Kid, Book 1

After a couple of hours, Dad and Mr. Mitchell

took the little kids home.

I was glad, because that meant me and Rowley

could take off. My pillowcase was almost empty,

so I wanted to make up as much time as possible.

A little while later, Rowley told me he needed a

“potty break.” I made him hold off for another

forty-five minutes. But by the time we got to my

gramma’s house, it was pretty clear that if I didn’t

let Rowley use the bathroom, it was gonna get messy.

So I told Rowley if he wasn’t back outside in

one minute, I was gonna start helping myself to

his candy.