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Originally Posted by Drolefille
I swear, I worked the theater that whole evening. It's not a megaplex; that portion of the theater has only two screens and me behind the concession booth. There was no time for a boy to sneak in there! I would have seen him! There wasn't even like a young kid who went in with his mom.
Also baffling, though I didn't deal with this one personally. Pooping on the floor next to the toilet. Again, how do you miss. Are you straddling the seat with one foot in the bowl? Are you somehow facing the wrong direction completely? I have no idea. I know you were close, but close only counts in horseshoes and handgrenades... definitely not defecation.
Also, if you poop on the floor... do the world a favor and don't make the minimum wage worker clean it up. I don't care how you clean it up, just do it and then wash your hands.. a lot. Luckily this happened at a zoo where they just so happen to have plenty of shovels designated for that sort of purpose. But still... ewwwww.
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I almost lost my life to the raisin that got stuck in my throat...on account of laughing at the bolded statement.
I am all about the 'hover'. Sometimes I forget that my bathroom at home is MY bathroom at MY home that I clean and I hover there too. Lol. However, I hover with great skill. No sprinkle when I tinkle, or I'll be neat and wipe the seat.