Public Restroom and Bowel Movement noises.

I make no effort to cover up whatever sounds my body may make. If people are so disgusted by the sound of others taking a crap in public, then maybe they shouldn't be in a public restroom...
 
I make no effort to cover up whatever sounds my body may make. If people are so disgusted by the sound of others taking a crap in public, then maybe they shouldn't be in a public restroom...

Well said...and, I might add, don't expect me to come out of the stall after dropping a bowling ball and expect me to apologize. No way. I'll strut out like Snow Miser and say, "Who's the man??!!"
 
There's this guy at work my coworkers and I nicknamed Hazmat.

He will leave the bathroom smelling for a good couple of hours, it's the nastiest smell I've ever encountered out of all the public bathrooms I've been in. When the janitor comes in he will spray the living hell out of the place with air refreshener to fight the stench.

While doing my business in there a few times, 'Hazmat' would come in and blow the place up. The sad thing is, he flushes...but it doesn't help...at all! It's like he doesn't wash his ass or something.

It's made my eyes water and I've actually gagged a few times. Nothing else in the past comes close to what I've dealt with from Hazmat.

Don't judge. :o I had my galbladder taken out October of 2007, and ever since, my poo has been pretty rancid. I wouldn't say it's this bad. But I make sure to bring air freshers to work with me now.:p


Also, I'll never understand people who talk on their phone while talking a **** in a stall. This happens A LOT.:huh:
 
I hate those automatic toliets that don't flush when you want them to and flush when you don't.
 
My dad had explosive diarrhea once. He went into a McDonald's, dropped trou' and didn't make it to the seat.

It was, according to him, a glorious and terrifying explosion and splatter the likes of which may never have been seen.

:lmao:
 
Well said...and, I might add, don't expect me to come out of the stall after dropping a bowling ball and expect me to apologize. No way. I'll strut out like Snow Miser and say, "Who's the man??!!"
:hehe:
 
Well said...and, I might add, don't expect me to come out of the stall after dropping a bowling ball and expect me to apologize. No way. I'll strut out like Snow Miser and say, "Who's the man??!!"

It's funny how there's two kinds of people that go to the toilet: Toilet-using ninjas, and people who are proud of their visits.

There's a guy at my job who always announces it. I'll be sat there, minding my own business, and then I'll see him get up and shout 'Touching cloth', or 'Turtles head'.
 
When you come across that do you ever wonder if it was just one person who created that mess? What if it was someone else who stumbled upon the turd salad and decided to put dressing on it anyway?

I know I've done that before.:o:o
I always thought it was two people instead of one, tbh, lol.
 
Ever heard a toilet that makes a weird flush sound, like it almost sounds like a poop echo?
 
I'm self-conscious about it, since I usually save anything that's not urine for when other people are gone. It can get uncomfortable if I get around to relaxing and someone suddenly comes in to use a stall, because I'm usually too embarrassed to continue until they're gone. There's just something about the noise, plopping sounds, and other wet slush that seems rude to me. It's worse when they don't notice you're there, take the stall right next to you, make all these horrible grunts, and then leave you with the leftover odor. It's bad enough that I'm sitting on one of those paper punch-outs to avoid germs so I'm feeling antsy already, but now I have to breathe in what this guy ate last night? :(
 

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