I had a college roomie who was the son of the CEO of a huge aerospace company. He got real drunk and crapped in the urinal. We took pictures and blackmailed him into buying us Girls Gone Wild videos.
Three guys wake up less than bright-eyed and bushy-tailed one January 1st. In recounting the adventures of the previous night, which involved visiting many parties (some of which they even had been invited to attend), the discussion turned to what had most impressed them at the various venues. One fellow, obviously the most worthy of the crew, voted for the place with the trophy room displaying impressive heads, hides, and other memorabilia from six continents. Another, perhaps the most refined of the group thought that the artwork in another residence was simply marvelous. The third, the practical member of the trio, allowed that the place with the golden toilet was incredible. There followed a heated discussion revolving around the insistence of the other two that no place they had visited had any such thing. Undeterred by their denial, the third party insisted on its existence. Naturally, money was placed on the table and the matter needed to be settled. This involved retracing their steps of the previous evening in search of the golden throne. Their inquiries resulted in polite denials, to doors being slammed in their faces, to threat of the constabulary being contacted. After many hours of fruitless searching, they finally came to the last place that they remembered visiting. Upon their asking if this residence did, in fact, contain a golden toilet, the person at the door turned and hollered, "Hey, Earl, the guy that tschidt in your tuba is back!"
Not a real member - just an ordinary guy who appreciates being able to hang around and say something once in awhile.
Happily Trapped In the Past (Thanks, Joe)
Not only a less than minimally educated person, but stupid and out of touch as well.
Pretty sure when younger I peed in more than one sink in a bar bathroom when the other units were full.
Philosophy back when I was drinking was................................It's just another porcelain fixture.
When I worked for the railroad my roommate came in drunk one night, couldn't find the bathroom so he pissed in a dresser drawer. Then he tried to brew a cup of coffee and set the bedspread on fire. The motel manager was not amused and kicked us both out the next day.
I never did, but we were inspecting a school in Newark, NJ and the State guy always wanted to inspect the chit house because they always get skipped. Walked in with 3-4 guys from Newark Board of Ed and there's a big doogie in the urinal and a bunch of blood on the floor. Officials apologize and ask us to leave because of the blood.
Camp counselor took us in there and made us all look at it, then told us we'd all have to clean it if the guilty party didn't confess.
There were a bunch of inner city kids at the camp and they let him know in no uncertain terms they paid to be at that camp and they weren't cleaning a damn bathroom
have you paid your dues, can you moan the blues, can you bend them guitar strings
Nope buddy [bleep] in a washing machine at a party one night when the bathroom was occupied. Cleaned up with some clothes sitting next to it and went back to the party.
I might be an ass hole but I do have respect for other peoples property. No.
This.
I ran into a high school classmate in a full bar bathroom one night. He started pissing in the sink, then the garbage, then the floor etc. giggling like a little girl. When others confronted him, he looked to me for help and I just laughed and said you're on your own on this one. He came out with a fat lip. LOL
The deer hunter does not notice the mountains
"I fear all we have done is to awaken a sleeping giant and fill him with a terrible resolve" - Isoroku Yamamoto
There sure are a lot of America haters that want to live here...
No, but when I was in grade school, the bathroom had a trough for a urinal that pretty much ran the length of the wall. One day there was a turd laying in it that looked all the world like a king cobra. All I can figure was that whoever did it had to start letting it out, then sort of scoot sideways until it was all out. It was long a your arm and straight as a string line!!!