Sep 14, 2005 15:27
(11:53:13) Jennifer: the boys room is probably cleaner than the girls here anyway
(11:54:02) Me: hard to believe with the mess Herr Commandant Poop Nazi makes
(11:54:25) Jennifer: yuck
(11:54:37) Jennifer: I try to put that story out of my mind
(11:54:51) Me: Just imagine a wind turbine in a chocolate syrup factory
(11:55:31) Jennifer: gag
(11:55:44) Jennifer: I will never be hungry for chocolate again
(11:56:00) Me: No no... Chocolate syrup
(11:56:08) Me: He's not shitting candy bars here... Geez. Get a grip.
-----
(11:58:02) Sarah: so. . .oh! the guy is taking shits at work?!
(11:59:18) Me: Yeah... One day he used the first stall, stopped it up with his poop, then he went to the next stall, wiped, stopped it up with toilet paper, then he went to the next stall stopped it up with toilet paper and more poop
(11:59:34) Sarah: omg!!
(11:59:37) Me: Then went down 7 floors to the lobby, took a shit there
(11:59:43) Me: I followed his trail of destruction
(12:00:01) Me: And I got to the lobby to use their toilet to take a shit and he was in there emitting animalistic noises and odors
(12:00:33) Sarah: ugh.
-----
(11:59:47) Cody: the devil speaks to me when i shit. echoing burps of sin. i'm groaning to believe crappers are like some satanic portal. oh, and your going to hell. my ass never lies...
(12:00:04) Me: …