I've got my colon trained for the 9:15 morning bm. That way I get paid to shit and solve a sodoku.
Besides, ever since I let my maid go due to the economy (thanks Obama!) I try not to befoul my home toilet that much.
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No dividers? Gnarly. Being in the military is more hardcore than I thought.
The doorless stall reminded me of a strange experience on the road not long ago. Don't remember specifically where it was, but it was a small restaurant we stopped at. I needed to let the dogs out so headed for the bathroom only to find the door on the stall ended, literally, 2-1/2 feet above the floor. The room was small enough that an adult standing in it would only have been able to see my legs but I had this dread that some poor kid would walk in and be scarred for life at seeing my beet red, vein-popping visage as I forcefully and messily ejected the previous night's brats & kraut.
Speaking of bathrooms, out on the road I always stop at hotel bathrooms instead of gas station bathrooms because they are way cleaner and have 2 or 3 ply TP.
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Speaking of latrine doors, I recently had no choice and stopped at a rest area on the interstate. The stalls had these little half-doors, maybe 3 feet high, apparently to discourage highjinks. I wasn't in a position to decide to go elsewhere so I proceeded. The weird thing was, you couldn't see over the door from the seat but everyone who walked up to see if it was occupied looked right over the top down at you sitting there. Very uncomfortable. I think one guy winked.
I was taking a piss in a museum the other day and the guy in the stall across the room kept chanting:
It's not that they don't have social skills, it's just that they know how society operates.
Who does Number Two work for???!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GTBHaSn8bmA
60 men to a barrack, one room 24" between beds head toe, head toe. 70 days without a day off. When orders came, every was comparing where their next station was except me. I was off to the University of Minnesota. I did not tell anyone. Sweet assignment. Spent five years there. TDY to Yerup duing that time to.
That made me think of this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=qqg4rJPUxGs#t=23 s
5 years ago I was terrified of pooping in any public restroom (for whatever reason), now I'm at the point where I wouldn't have much of a problem with pooping in a doorless stall if necessary. Although I wouldn't do it in a bathroom where anonymous gay sex is a regular occurrence. There's a bar up in Burlington, VT, that has 3 urinals and a metal, seatless toilet, no dividers. I've always wanted to get there early in the night before people start puking/pissing all over it and post up with a newspaper for a bit, just to weird out the people coming in.
I like to poop at work, but I do it out in the woods.
No he's the Pope.
I went to the third floor this morning. The door is now gone, so that’s a good sign that building maintenance is on the job. Decided to drop the kids off at the pool in the door-less stall. Nobody came in, but it was kind of thrilling to poop outside of my comfort zone.
Maybe they'll leave the door off to discourage area bears, twinks, and chubs from cottaging in my private comode.
^^I would've expected your participation much earlier in this thread.^^
Kinda reminds me of the bathrooms at the Peruvian at Alta. On any given day whilst enjoying an innocent pitcher and some apps with friends, should you decide to take a piss you stand chance of encountering full frontal male nudity.
/shudder