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As my Dad used to always yell at us, "Mix a little water with it before the end!"
oops I forgot you said she is big here is what you need then.
Is that the double-wide of port-a-pottys?
As my Dad used to always yell at us, "Mix a little water with it before the end!"
Are you talking about a courtesy flush?
I just don't understand ladies who will use a public bathroom for, um,#2! It's just too "inflicting" on everyone else. But men will do anything, anywhere I guess.
Seriously--nothing's worse than when the person in the next stall is pinching a loaf, especially the old ladies who are grunting and all. I guess with age comes privelage.I just don't understand ladies who will use a public bathroom for, um,#2! It's just too "inflicting" on everyone else. But men will do anything, anywhere I guess.
And people who talk on their cell phones while using the bathroom? Hang up and call back when your're done and have washed your hands.
I hate when some guys wash there hands like crazy before taking a piss and then leave without washing there hands after. I seen it allot and it's sick even more so because I work at HeB so they touch produce and stuff, pisses me off but I can't say anything.
I cannot stand that. I feel intrusive when i pee when they're on their phone. But, then again, " you! You're in the damn bathroom!"
That's the high-falutin' way of putting it.
Damn, girl, where do you hangout?!
I hate the smell of that flowery stuff even all by itself. Gives me a terrible headache.
I hate the ladies room at work ... no matter what time of day you go in there, it always smells like someone just dropped a depth charge. It sucks.
And Oust is just as worthless as everything else.
Reminds me of craigslist:
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/aus/323013997.htmlYou are my arch nemesis. I see you wandering around as I go about my IT Computer Nerd business: Tall. Middle Eastern. Pot Belly. We catch each others eye every now and then and give each other a slight nod. I know you, I know what you do and I am on to your games.
I saw you this morning, we made eye contact. You nodded and took another bite of whatever Death-Ass producing garbage you fuel up on that makes the bathroom, smell like the inside of a dead monkey's colon, and nodded at me. I got you this time, er.
I give you my icy grin and nod back, then hurry back to my office. It's almost noon, and that's the time you like to run to the toilet and preform your daily ASS JIHAD on all the people just trying to wash their hands. Maybe in your country there is no common sense that would tell you that lunch time = hand wash time. People want to get clean and eat, not be fumigated with the high octane liquid attack you subjugate them too.
But I got you this time. Yeah er I GOT SOMETHING COOKING UP FOR YOU! Two egg sandwiches with cheese. Greasy sausage patties. A couple glasses of Tang. Some leftover Chinese food. A Twix. Root Beer Soda. Some steamed broccoli I had in the fridge. A Hot Pocket with pepperoni and cheese. A Chocolate Pop Tart. And like a cherry on top ... a McDonald's Quarter Pounder with cheese....
You read those too? OMG ... some of those are freaking hilarious. That one had me.
It's one of the few places where I actually laugh out loud, especially when reading the "best of" list.
Battle Asses has been one of my favorites for some time now.
Oooh gross! I was just channel flipping and found something on BBC America called "You Are What You Eat". Some rude, skinny english woman apparently smells fat people's poop to assess their poor diet. They bring it to her in a Tupperware!!!!!
Did you ever see The Road to Wellville? Anthony Hopkins spends the whole movie going around checking the consistency of people's poo.
that was based on one of the kellog brothers....corn flakes anyone?
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