Rack Inspection vs Toilet Seat Inspection

I don't usually poop in public bathrooms but the few times I have had to there was NO time for a careful toilet seat inspection!:yikes:

I'll check a rack before I break most of time from a distance and only get a closer look if it looks like a ball has rolled off.
 
I don't usually poop in public bathrooms but the few times I have had to there was NO time for a careful toilet seat inspection!:yikes:

I'll check a rack before I break most of time from a distance and only get a closer look if it looks like a ball has rolled off.

I ain't much for the public crapper, either. I'm a very regular dude, but when I'm traveling and I have to use a public john, the only thing that concerns me is the clearance between the seat and the top of the water in the bowl. And the older I get, the more clearance I wanna see.
 
Like I say to my apprentice weekly.....EVERY person in the world should have to spend a week in the shoes of a plumber!

We see more nasty stomach turning junk in the average home then you all would ever expect to see in the corner bar!

You drive thru the average suburb neighborhood and suspect the homes are nice and clean?....no.....many of them are "trail" houses as we call them.

All I can say is this!....if you call the plumber to fix your toilet...PLEASE....clean it before they get there...your bill will be much cheaper for it :)

G.
 
Just remembered...I went into a public restroom in Egypt once and all they had in the stall was a hole in the floor with a handle on the side of the stall to steady yourself, lol. And no TP. Just one of those water sprayer thingys. Gross!


I can remember that place like it was yesterday. No seat, nothing to hold on to It was just a hole in the dirt.. We had tp but they told us to just set it on fire after the wipe.. Oh man, I'm in no hurry to go back to the Middle East
 
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Well, I'm loathe to admit this, but one night I was so drunk and confused as to where I was that I mistakenly dropped my pants and shit all over a rack of nine-ball. Fortunately it was on the table next to the one I was playing on so I figured what the hell, no harm no foul. I was wrong on both counts.
It was so foul that the guy playing there threw up all over a woman playing eight-ball at the table next to the one I crapped all over and it started a chain reaction. People started puking in every direction.
One guy tried to hold down a mouthful of barf only to have it blow out his nose spewing chunks of what looked like pork chops all over a really good looking woman sitting at the bar. To her credit she only farted and left through a side door.
By then I had sobered up enough to realize what was going on and sneaked out the back where I ran into that really good looking woman and we left for some coffee.
I've had worse nights. :smile:

LOL.... Steamer dumped a steamer!

Great story, sounds like an AZB version of an SNL skit.
 
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