Last night I did something for the first time. I’ve always wanted to do it, but I didn’t want to be “that guy”. I was in a club last night and I had a ten-minute argument with my bowels. Let’s just say that my bowels won and I took care of business inside the cozy little bathroom in the nightclub. Almost every person that walked in the bathroom as I was “dropping the kids off at the pool” either had a comment to make about the revolting odour or they actually choked or gagged upon entering. Having been slightly intoxicated I had a giggle every time I heard someone choke or gag or make a comment. One witty comment was “it smells like something died in here”. I exited the washroom like a ninja in an attempt to avoid any awkward eye contact with one of the “gaggers”.
Photo of filthy human excrement compliments of BubbleGoose.com