Thursday, February 22, 2007

Here's to you, scat-lovers


Someone at my job keeps defiling my "special" bathroom, and now...its them or me. I want my pristine private crapper back.


And by defiling, I mean:


1. Splatters (both on toilet and WALL)

2. A smell like the smell when you drive behind a garbage truck

3. Flakes of dry ass-skin on the seat (there... I just gagged a little with that one)

4. A confounding inability to get dirty paper towels in the garbage- on the floor next to the toilet seems to be the defilers spot of choice*.


*I can only assume that this repulsive excuse of a woman (yes, the boys have their own) is also wiping her swamp ass with these paper towels and depositing them on the floor.


I am going to find the defiler.


Then I will poop on them.


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