How can you even mention Alf and anybody else in the same paragraph. Alf deserve his own paragaphg. Long live ALF.

<--- proud owner of a first edition first issue ALF comic book

I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy!

<bows>

Well actually, it's the 'families' - kept safely in our fireproof safe...I've only seen it the few times I get my dad to open the safe to get my passport or something out and I just get glimpses of it...lol.

You, sir, are truly privilege. May I touch your shoes?

I'm with OohTeenyWahine...I'd go in the bushes before I'd set foot in a Port-A-Potty.

Gotta love the porta-potty esp. when your are in Half Moon Bay, CA, drunk, at a bonfire with a bunch of sisters, it's about 1:30am, and you don't want everyone to see you pee.... what an adventure that was :D

During our last big party at the house, we rented a portapotty...but I got to use the real bathrooms...ah the priveleges of being a brother :)

I'd be proud too. Alf is a legend.

Anyways, I couldn't imagine having to move them when the concert is over:eek:

Re: port-a-potty appreciation thread
 

If you are ever at a NFL game and an opposing fan has the nerve to show up wearing a Dallas Cowboy jersey wait until they enter the Porta Potty and then get a couple of friends to push the Porta Potty over.

I actually got to experience a Charmin Restroom at the Venetian Festival last weekend...very interesting. The best thing about them is that there were attendants that cleaned them up in between each use!! Cha-cha-cha, Charmin...can't get that damn song out of my head!

Charmin Ultra Restroom

Here's another link with pictures.

I have a friend, Dave Porta, who wants to know why he dosen't get any compensation for the use of his name.

True story. I televised (directed) a Papal Mass in the middle of a state park several years ago. Our "pool compound" along with the media compound was roped off and had it's own Porta-Potty.

It was a very hot day, and people were trying to drink a lot to stay hydrated. There simply weren't enough facilities to go around. When we went off the air and I walked out of the production truck, there was this young couple from Italy who didn't speak English standing at the rope in desperation, gesturing at our Porta-john. I told our guard to let them in to use the facility. They were so grateful that they offered me the Italian flag they had brought to wave at the Mass.

I didn't accept, but was really amazed at how thankful the were.