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Triple post, but what the fuck.
I too was once guilty of being a dirty bastard. It was during my backpacking days and following a night out on whiskey. I somehow managed to return to the hostel where I had a room barely big enough to contain a bed. On waking up in the morning with a gargantuan hangover, I discovered I'd vomited, profusely, all over the remaining floor space. Being to ill to clean the mess up without adding to it, I made my escape by jumping off the bed and out through the open door. There is no moral to this story. Only a plea. Don't judge people too harshly. We've all been there and if you haven't...you will be. |
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I think if I ever find myself in Canada i'll find somewhere else to eat. |
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At my school we have two stalls for the boys and two urinals. At one point last year we only had one working urinal and no working toilets. One kid had shoved a ruler down the toilet, which plugged it. As for the other one, like ten different kids had **** all over the stall. We're talking on the floor, on the seat, on the top of toilet and in toilet paper holer. For the urinal, some kid took a **** in it and dumped graham crackers all over his ****.
I hate my school. |
God, they could at least have used the girl's room.
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The rules, according to men's public restrooms:
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Haha... that too.
Bar bathrooms do have their own charms. In particular, the piss trough filled with ice. wut 4. |
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