This really happened to me today. Shit story.
Mintus.
Shark Bite
(Mintus.) wrote:
>OK I decided to take a brake at work today and go to the restroom. So I
>Decided to take a shit as that would keep me away from work longer. I
>plopped down in the first stall in a row of seven. It was a clean toilet
>with little trash on the floor. The walls were covered in shit poems one
>of which I put there. I was reading them they were your basic "Here I
>sit in fumes and Vapor..." Or "Here I sit broken Hearted...." But i
>noticed a common factor about most of the writing. The almost all
>involved being stranded on the shiter with out toilet paper. I thought
>to my self "Damn that would suck if that were to happen." Just then I
>finished my dump and went to get the wiper. There wasn't any!!!!! Not
>even a last sheet clinging to the glue on an empty roll. I was fucked. I
>sat there for a minute pondering my situation. How the fuck was I going
>to clean my ass? I thought well I could wipe with my undies. No that is
>a last resort thing. I could use my hat. No. I looked and noticed I had
>brought my cotton work gloves up stairs to the restroom with me. I
>couldn't belive the strike of luck. So I wiped the old' Pie hole and
>dropped the gloves into the toilet hoping they would clog the mother
>fucker up. I wanted revenge on the boob who didn't stock the toilet
>paper, I wanted to clog up the toilet and make it over flow so he would
>have to mop up shit and plunge up the mess. So I flushed and I will be
>damned if it didn't flush the turd and both gloves right down. I wrote
>down the name of the toilet brand so I can buy my self one this weekend.
>
>MIntus.
Me, I would have gone to the next stall and grabbed a full roll, wiped
my ass and stuck the damn thing in the toilet. After it got nice and
puffed by the water
swooosh...glugg..glurp..swoosh...swoosh...swoosh....(water water
everywhere and where the fuck is that janitor?)
Shark Bite
