eh... maybe yer on the same schedule and since you've only got one shitter, she's stuck in your wake?
eh... maybe yer on the same schedule and since you've only got one shitter, she's stuck in your wake?
There are 2 gay dudes where I work that leave our place of work and go to the public bathrooms across the parking lot. They will never poop at work because they are afraid for anyone to smell their poop.
I even had a female assistant who would just shit and brag about how bad it stunk. Funny reversal of the norms for ladys and gents.
My work has taken to leaving a can of Febreze in the stalls....my god, what a brilliant idea! The gas warfare has been noticeably less intense ever since...
Wow, what I just did to our bathroom here is unGodly. Ill recieve a week in hell for this one.
Our bathroom is a U shape, sinks and uinals on the unside walls, stalls on the outside. I took the right side since there were fewer people in there. After 10 minuntes of doing battle someone called over from the other side of the U, "can we get a courtesy flush? It smells like death over here." 25 min, 5 flushes, 1/2 a roll of toilet paper, and one guy almost gaging I had won. As im walking out ahead of someone else who just finished his routine, he tells his friend on his way in not to bother, its not humane to go in there for the next 2 hours.
I love pooping on government time
plus the toilet paper is o so soft
Live
Oh my God, man...you are like an olympic-level shitter!
Sprite
"I call it reveling in natures finest element. Water in its pristine form. Straight from the heavens. We bathe in it, rejoicing in the fullest." --BZ
I usually specialize in powershits. Half the time my cheeks dont even hit the seat before im done. I normally dont enjoy the aeroma of my own excrement.
but thismorning was amazing
Live
Holy!
Just walked into the bathroom and proceeded to my favorite stall and walked into a serious slayed warzone, the "highlights:"
1. crumpled shit stained ass gasket on the floor adjacent to crapper.
2. High marking that reached the outer regions of the seat as well as near the flushing mechanism.
3. A berry sized chunk of shit in the middle floor. Slayer retreated and dropped a dingleberry on the way out?
Uhh, not sure what went on in there, nor do I really care to know. I bailed and had to suffer in the hot, non airconditioned upstairs bathroom, not stoked.
So I'm blowing this congressman in the stall at the airport when someone comes into the stall next to us.
He starts making the music of the diarrhea dance, I mean it was so loud people outside could hear it over the jets.
The most god-awful smell started dripping off the whole room and I almost gag...not cause of the cock in my mouth but from this guy's butt-air that is now in my nose.
I look up to see the congressman laughing at all this, and he says " I should pass a law..."
Between slurps I say "What would you call it? No turd left behind?"
We both start cracking up as he finishes all over my face.
It was hilarious...
Guess you had to be there.
If you open a second beer and don't miss a beat between sips, is that two beers or just one 24 ouncer? -Tye 1on
I remember earlier there was an etiquette item saying you should tap your foot to warn others the stall is occupied. The gentleman from Idaho would like to warn you that there may be other consequences of tapping your foot.
This is the worst pain EVER!
I peered over the lip and could see my entry point. Peeled over the edge and dropped in hard. Tucked down and straightlined it to the bottom. Looking back, I could see my tracks from the top to the bottom. That bowl was slayed.
Wait, am I talking about porcelain or powder?
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"Strapping myself to a sitski built with 30lb of metal and fibreglass then trying to water ski in it sounds like a stupid idea to me.
I'll be there." ... Andy Campbell
..And I'm spent.
bump for someones first day at work
It was a two day stand off. Even Saturday Night's drinking encounter with the Seattle Polish community couldn't sway its firm grasp. 3 cups of coffee down today, some left-over meatloaf, and my fury was unleashed. Iceberg'd it, double flushed and high-fived the stall wall on the way out. Chalk one up for the good guys.
I've slayed the most salubrious bathroom in the ski world - the palace like facilities at the Snowbasin base lodge.
i never reported back about slaying the scene at the neuschwanstein castle this past summer. the stall had a window, which was awesome. it was a hot summer day, and the breeze coming in through that window was heavenly. i actually took my shirt off to more completely enjoy the breeze. and, unlike most other shitters in the fatherland, i didn't have to pay anyone. ahh, memories.
“Money has never been my god — never.” - The Chief
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