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I know it's gonna be a good day when... I'm in the bathroom stall going toot & the guy in the stall next to me is suddenly overcome by the smell to the point his o2 levels are sufficiently depleted & he runs for cover. It's gonna be a good day!

LULZ!

Thanks EVER so much for sharing.

Nebraska_e28 wrote:I know it's gonna be a good day when... I'm in the bathroom stall going toot & the guy in the stall next to me is suddenly overcome by the smell to the point his o2 levels are sufficiently depleted & he runs for cover. It's gonna be a good day!

I can relate . . . :
I back myself into the stall at the airport after a long, delayed and generally unpleasant flight. Ahhhhhh. The output is a 3-lumper, preceded and punctuated by serious gas. We are talking 6-8 second bursts here. Pressure is such that we are getting a good C-sharp note from my sfinkter.
In the middle of this, some dude makes a desperate effort to set hisself up in the adjoining cublicle. "Bwoot.. Splash. Bwoootwoot-splash frrrt."

Silence.
At this point, my fumes, outlawed under the Geneva Convention, have crept under the divider.

More silence.
About ten seconds later, we get, "Awwww FUCK YOU !!! from the adjoining stall. Frantic sounds of hoisting of trou and stomping on the flush lever.
Stall door slams. ""Motherfucker." accompanied to the sound of departing feet.

I laffed til my sides hurt.

what a subject. Going through chemo the poisons did at least 2 things, made me tired and gave me gas, Everything gives me gas , mostly because I enjoy most legumes. Chantix practically makes me a member of OPEC.

Ken H. wrote:

Nebraska_e28 wrote:I know it's gonna be a good day when... I'm in the bathroom stall going toot & the guy in the stall next to me is suddenly overcome by the smell to the point his o2 levels are sufficiently depleted & he runs for cover. It's gonna be a good day!

I can relate . . . :
I back myself into the stall at the airport after a long, delayed and generally unpleasant flight. Ahhhhhh. The output is a 3-lumper, preceded and punctuated by serious gas. We are talking 6-8 second bursts here. Pressure is such that we are getting a good C-sharp note from my sfinkter.
In the middle of this, some dude makes a desperate effort to set hisself up in the adjoining cublicle. "Bwoot.. Splash. Bwoootwoot-splash frrrt."

Silence.
At this point, my fumes, outlawed under the Geneva Convention, have crept under the divider.

More silence.
About ten seconds later, we get, "Awwww FUCK YOU !!! from the adjoining stall. Frantic sounds of hoisting of trou and stomping on the flush lever.
Stall door slams. ""Motherfucker." accompanied to the sound of departing feet.

I laffed til my sides hurt.

You win a cold beverage, sir.

I pissed on a guy's shoes and then turned the light off on him while poopin'. It was a friend and he was not pleased when I told him it was me later. He is not my friend on facebook either.

Ken H. wrote:

Nebraska_e28 wrote:I know it's gonna be a good day when... I'm in the bathroom stall going toot & the guy in the stall next to me is suddenly overcome by the smell to the point his o2 levels are sufficiently depleted & he runs for cover. It's gonna be a good day!

I can relate . . . :
I back myself into the stall at the airport after a long, delayed and generally unpleasant flight. Ahhhhhh. The output is a 3-lumper, preceded and punctuated by serious gas. We are talking 6-8 second bursts here. Pressure is such that we are getting a good C-sharp note from my sfinkter.
In the middle of this, some dude makes a desperate effort to set hisself up in the adjoining cublicle. "Bwoot.. Splash. Bwoootwoot-splash frrrt."

Silence.
At this point, my fumes, outlawed under the Geneva Convention, have crept under the divider.

More silence.
About ten seconds later, we get, "Awwww FUCK YOU !!! from the adjoining stall. Frantic sounds of hoisting of trou and stomping on the flush lever.
Stall door slams. ""Motherfucker." accompanied to the sound of departing feet.

I laffed til my sides hurt.

1. No barking from the dogs.

2. No smog.

3. Mama cooked the breakfast with no hog.

Ken H. wrote:

Nebraska_e28 wrote:I know it's gonna be a good day when... I'm in the bathroom stall going toot & the guy in the stall next to me is suddenly overcome by the smell to the point his o2 levels are sufficiently depleted & he runs for cover. It's gonna be a good day!

I can relate . . . :
I back myself into the stall at the airport after a long, delayed and generally unpleasant flight. Ahhhhhh. The output is a 3-lumper, preceded and punctuated by serious gas. We are talking 6-8 second bursts here. Pressure is such that we are getting a good C-sharp note from my sfinkter.
In the middle of this, some dude makes a desperate effort to set hisself up in the adjoining cublicle. "Bwoot.. Splash. Bwoootwoot-splash frrrt."

Silence.
At this point, my fumes, outlawed under the Geneva Convention, have crept under the divider.

More silence.
About ten seconds later, we get, "Awwww FUCK YOU !!! from the adjoining stall. Frantic sounds of hoisting of trou and stomping on the flush lever.
Stall door slams. ""Motherfucker." accompanied to the sound of departing feet.

I laffed til my sides hurt.

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oldskool wrote:I pissed on a guy's shoes and then turned the light off on him while poopin'.

You pissed on him and turned off the lights while you were taking a crap? How did that work?

Cooperman wrote:

oldskool wrote:I pissed on a guy's shoes and then turned the light off on him while poopin'.

You pissed on him and turned off the lights while you were taking a crap? How did that work?

No no no. You take the stall next to his and drain the dragon. However much happens to miss the bowl and wet his feet under the divider is up to you! Splashing is good but you have to lean to make stream contact. I got my friend wearing flip-flops one time. Extra points.

FastFiver wrote:1. No barking from the dogs.

2. No smog.

3. Mama cooked the breakfast with no hog.

Ice cube. Hail yayyuhhh

oldskool wrote:

oldskool wrote:
Splashing is good but you have to lean to make stream contact. I got my friend wearing flip-flops one time. Extra points.

I don't think I want to be your friend. Ewww!

We had a porta potty at a shop I worked for. Scrap metal bin was right behind it. Plausible deniability, sorry boss .

This from me in the March joke thread:

One morning..just before my two daughters were getting up for school, I go in the bathroom to take a crap. Finishing up, I walk out of the bathroom and about 2 seconds later my 10 year old daughter walks in, makes a hasty exit and throws up on the floor.

I was "inconsolable" for hours.

When I wake up easily ( which is almost all the time impossible)
When there's cereal and coffee for breakfast
When it's warm when I wake up


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I wasn't woken up by an alarm.

Das_Prachtstraße wrote:I wasn't woken up by an alarm.

This. I love waking up naturally, before my alarm. Also, because it gives me extra time for toast and coffee before work.

When you live as up north as I do, you'll really learn to appreciate sunshine. Especially after winter. So...

It's gonna be a good day when I wake up and the sun is shining.

Also, it's gonna be a good day when you don't have to wake up.

now on renkaita

I stepped into the john a little while ago and there were waves in the toilet bowl. I guess that means it's windy outside. Thankfully the waves weren't tall enough to splash my backside.