Random rant for the day. (Based on actual events)
This is a call for males of the world to unite in a common cause.
Picture this:
You had lunch 45 minutes ago. You couldn't pass up the special with the 3/4 lb. extra-spicy chili-cheese burger with extra onions and jalapeños and the extra large order of matching chili-cheese fries. The night before you gorged yourself on the "atomic" wings and drank 3 pitchers of swill.
Pure intestinal pandemonium is imminent....the rumble in the jungle is on and the pre-**** cramps are unbearable. Dump sweat is pouring down your forehead.
You're too far from home and the office is not an option either. Your only "oasis" is a McDonald's.
You roar into the parking lot, almost ******* a WT ****** with 9 ****, park, rush in, hockey-check the "fry guy" washing his hands (you know they do) and bust into the stall while doing "the move." You know, the one where you are simultaneously unbuckling your belt, rotating your body, and squatting into the dumping position? Think Finch (aka Shitbreak) from American Pie.
As your ass cheeks hit the ivory horseshoe, your nerves pick up the semi-tepid moisture of someone else's ***** .
All hell breaks loose.
Guys, if you're gonna take a **** in a crapper vs. a urinal, please have some common decency and LIFT THE DAMN SEAT so the next guy that eats too much meat on a stick doesn't have to sit in your ****. It's the decent thing to do. Think if the tables were reversed. Just lift the seat with the toe of your show or something. Think of it as an opportunity to thumb your nose at all the women and finally LEAVE THE SEAT UP
Do it for your fellow man! It's the cool thing to do. Pass it on :thumbsup:
This is a call for males of the world to unite in a common cause.
Picture this:
You had lunch 45 minutes ago. You couldn't pass up the special with the 3/4 lb. extra-spicy chili-cheese burger with extra onions and jalapeños and the extra large order of matching chili-cheese fries. The night before you gorged yourself on the "atomic" wings and drank 3 pitchers of swill.
Pure intestinal pandemonium is imminent....the rumble in the jungle is on and the pre-**** cramps are unbearable. Dump sweat is pouring down your forehead.
You're too far from home and the office is not an option either. Your only "oasis" is a McDonald's.
You roar into the parking lot, almost ******* a WT ****** with 9 ****, park, rush in, hockey-check the "fry guy" washing his hands (you know they do) and bust into the stall while doing "the move." You know, the one where you are simultaneously unbuckling your belt, rotating your body, and squatting into the dumping position? Think Finch (aka Shitbreak) from American Pie.
As your ass cheeks hit the ivory horseshoe, your nerves pick up the semi-tepid moisture of someone else's ***** .
All hell breaks loose.
Guys, if you're gonna take a **** in a crapper vs. a urinal, please have some common decency and LIFT THE DAMN SEAT so the next guy that eats too much meat on a stick doesn't have to sit in your ****. It's the decent thing to do. Think if the tables were reversed. Just lift the seat with the toe of your show or something. Think of it as an opportunity to thumb your nose at all the women and finally LEAVE THE SEAT UP
Do it for your fellow man! It's the cool thing to do. Pass it on :thumbsup:
