Roughly 12am start looking for car to drive home.
12:15am find car and leave Tampa.
1:15am Get home, reaking of cigar smoke and stale beer.
1:17am Channel surf for late night soft porn.
1:25am Settle for the Food Network's Iron Chef.
1:30am Hungry... eat left over Chinese food... still smells good.
1:35am Snuggle into a warm bed with my sleepy wife... paradise.
2:53am Wake up in a hurry! Chinese food not such a good idea.
3:17am Back in bed with an aching bum.
6:05am Dreaming about work and emergency calls.
6:06am Realize that the phone is actually ringing... damn cell phones.
6:10am Take another huge poo and get ready for work with severe stomach cramps.
6:20am Decide to chance the trip to work without taking another poo.
6:35am In the Shell station taking a poo in a tatefully poo decorated stall.
6:42am No toilet paper... waddle to the sink to and retrieve paper towels.
6:45am Finish trip to the office with a huge ring of fire were my bung hole used to be... mumble John Cash's Burning Ring of Fire to myself.
7:00am Arrive at the office to await emergency shipment.
8:10am Log onto RHP to keep from killing myself while waiting for the shipment.
9:00am Shipment shows up... fun commences.... blah, blah, blah...
11:00am Start cruising Monster for a new job and consider taking another poo.
Stay tuned as the saga continues... same Bat Channel, Same Bat Place, Same Bat Time... updates to follow...
Originally posted by Hand of HecateDoes your life revolve around defacating or was this episode an anomaly?
Roughly 12am start looking for car to drive home.
12:15am find car and leave Tampa.
1:15am Get home, reaking of cigar smoke and stale beer.
1:17am Channel surf for late night soft porn.
1:25am Settle for the Food Network's Iron Chef.
1:30am Hungry... eat left over Chinese food... still smells good.
1:35am Snuggle into a warm bed with my sleepy w ...[text shortened]... the saga continues... same Bat Channel, Same Bat Place, Same Bat Time... updates to follow...
Originally posted by Daemon SinI think you would have had to been absolutely desperate to brave this stall. I did my best to not touch anything, but, simply couldn't keep my bum hovering above the seat the entire time.
That's probably exactly what the guy who went into the cubicle after you thought you were doing π
I believe I've contracted flesh eating disease of the bung hole from the toilet seat.
Originally posted by Hand of HecateYou are a fortunate man my friend... You can screw up and still have a wife and a job.
Roughly 12am start looking for car to drive home.
12:15am find car and leave Tampa.
1:15am Get home, reaking of cigar smoke and stale beer.
1:17am Channel surf for late night soft porn.
1:25am Settle for the Food Network's Iron Chef.
1:30am Hungry... eat left over Chinese food... still smells good.
1:35am Snuggle into a warm bed with my sleepy w ...[text shortened]... the saga continues... same Bat Channel, Same Bat Place, Same Bat Time... updates to follow...