I've been a psychologist to girlfriends in the toilet as they cry over some creep who broke their heart and then they convince me it's time to have a "stomach party".... It's all good!
It's because you women don't go to the restroom to use it. You go to the restroom to talk about the men you are using to buy you dinner.
Men, being the wierd creatures we are, go to the restroom to use it.
Think of this situation in a restaurant, two couples on a table and one of the guys all of a sudden says: "Michael grab your briefcase and lets go to the bathroom!"
Only because when there are 3 urinals and 2 men, a buffer urinal is always left between the two men, if at all possible. You'll notice that the (actor)boss goes slightly to the left, purely out of instinct, before realizing he would be out of position for the shot.
This is one of the best Glumberts posted for awhile.
Personally, I hate when some jackass comes and sits down in the stall right next to me when I'm trying to take a dump in peace. A double deuce is always bad news....
Funny video. Too close to reality, tho' in my youthful experience, the bosses always had separate facilities...I guessed they wanted to just gross out each other.
In my own time, I took care of heavy duty business at home, and wished everyone else did too.
Worst places generally:....airports....bus stations....college lavatories....beer bars....and the all time winner of the gross award >>>>>gas stations, close runnerup...visitor facilities at tourist sites.
Special mention goes to them there portable stalls......at outdoor high school athletic games....at municipal parks....and gold medalling in this category, and arguably the overall grossout winner....construction site stalls. Man......35 feet away, UPWIND, and they can be asphyxiating.
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