frorider6
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Oh boy, I thought I had a megaton bomb loaded into the torpedo bay. So I do the pinch walk into the bathroom just in time to see one of the hairy fatasses saunter into my favorite handicapped stall. Oh well, any port in a storm. So I squeeze into the normal coffin sized stall and sit on the seat designed for any person under 2 feet tall. So, with my knees at eye level, I relax. Oh yeah, this is gonna be good. There's a huge rush of air, much like a leaf blower. PPPPPPPBBBTBTBTBTBTBTBTTHTHTHTHTHTHTHTH!!!!! Ahhh yes, everyone heard that one! I'm so proud. But then..... NOTHING! No torpedo. No Megaton Warhead. Not even a baby turtle.
So I wipe my ass, not cause I had to since it was just a fart, but I didn't want people to think I was waging war on the sewer aligators and not cleaning the launch tube.
Now I have to sit and wonder? Am I going to miss my late morning appointment?
So I wipe my ass, not cause I had to since it was just a fart, but I didn't want people to think I was waging war on the sewer aligators and not cleaning the launch tube.
Now I have to sit and wonder? Am I going to miss my late morning appointment?