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No, but I did use the bathroom at Damon's steakhouse once, and an old lady was in the stall next to me doing her business like she was in the comfort of her own home. If it wasn't bad enough, she was adding her own soundtrack to her deed. She was grunting and giggling. She had the nerve to come out of that stall beaming from ear to ear like she just won the Nobel Prize or the Bathroom Olympics.
Have you ever gone commando (no undies) in public?
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