I assume it has to be a joke.I always find pictures like that chilling.
You've seen the misanthropy thread. Search your feelings, Espy. You know it to be true.[DOUBLEPOST=1380124024,1380123963][/DOUBLEPOST]Just to buck a trend here, I've often considered that I'd choose a urinal closest to the door. You see, I'd have quick egress if any of the other guys suddenly violated the unspoken code of how to use the men's room.I assume it has to be a joke.
Right?
Right???
Cinderella's Blade of Butchery is second only to Ariel's Vorpal Dinglehopper.I'd watch that movie, even if it had a buncha singing.
Oh, is that what it says. I thought it said, "Blade of Butt Celery," which made no sense.Cinderella's Blade of Butchery is second only to Ariel's Vorpal Dinglehopper.
Frankly I would find the Blade of Butt Celery about 5.3x more terrifying.Oh, is that what it says. I thought it said, "Blade of Butt Celery," which made no sense.
--Patrick
This, seriously. Every now and then, some guy wants to start a conversation.You forgot NO TALKING.
Pooping in stalls can be different, if you know the other guy pooping. Ref: Beavis and Butthead.This reminds me of a scene in the anime Slam Dunk, in which two male high school basketball players were occupying two adjacent bathroom stalls, presumably both pooping. And they were carrying out a conversation while they were in there. The voice actors even added the "strain" to some of their words to indicate they were dropping a particularly big log right then.
I remember thinking, "Nuh uh, I don't care how important that particular conversation is, I don't buy it. They would save it for after they're out of the bathroom."
I refuse to take scatological etiquette lessons from the likes of Cornholio!Pooping in stalls can be different, if you know the other guy pooping. Ref: Beavis and Butthead.
Hell, Strickland Propane has staff meetings in there.I refuse to take scatological etiquette lessons from the likes of Cornholio!
Staff meetings... ifyaknowwhatImean...Hell, Strickland Propane has staff meetings in there.
Pfft, I smear my iPad screen with feces.Well, if any of you guys talk to me while I'm on the can, I'm not answering until my pants are back on and my hands have been washed.
Don't be a twitter shitter.Pooping time is the best time to catch up on texting.
Written by women, obviouslyThis reminds me of a scene in the anime Slam Dunk, in which two male high school basketball players were occupying two adjacent bathroom stalls, presumably both pooping. And they were carrying out a conversation while they were in there. The voice actors even added the "strain" to some of their words to indicate they were dropping a particularly big log right then.
I remember thinking, "Nuh uh, I don't care how important that particular conversation is, I don't buy it. They would save it for after they're out of the bathroom."
Why do you know where he is? Does he preface his texts, "Yo, I'm on the can, anyway, how about them local sports team?"It creeps me out when my brother TEXTS me while he's on the can.
Yeah, toilet time is quiet time.