I was recently reminded of it
Dare we ask how?
I am now physically ill. Thanks Becks!
Dare we ask how?
One of my friends is a PostSecret junkie and thought it was amusing that the most common secret (according to this interview) is "I Pee In The Shower". I sent her this link in reply. At least he's an original.
The number of unfogged bloggers "guest-blogging" elsewhere, or soon to be guest-blogging elsewhere, appears to have doubled. No link, because Alameida is mysterious.
Something tells me this wouldn't prevent that alarm from going off outside.
At least he's an original.
I'll certainly give him that.
"No link, because Alameida is mysterious."
And you would be unqualified to make such an offering.
But this makes at least 4 blogs simultaneously for the mysterious Alameida -- that you know about.
w/d, you can provide the link, because alameida's mystery is an open secret. We simply aren't to post her secret mystery name here in googlable form.
Is there perhaps some fish or crustacean that exhibits this behavior?
This simply can't be true (please God, make it not true!). Wouldn't the poop clog the pipes? Wouldn't the bathroom smell terible? And that advice -- so inadequate! Tell her to dump the freak, and disinfect the tub. Love cannot overcome such loathsome behavior.
Can we please, please not do details?
No link, because Alameida is mysterious.
Man, everyone knows Alameida is Beefo Meaty; there's no need to get dramatic.
Wouldn't the poop clog the pipes?
Not if you smashed it really well and had the water good and hot.
Wouldn't the bathroom smell terible?
Not if you shat early during the shower instead of waiting until the very end.
Or at least, that's what makes sense to me when I try to imagine the mechanics of crapping in the shower. I, of course, leave mine outside the window with my cheese grater, so a smelly bathroom isn't an issue.
Really sad that the cheese-grater incident did not engender any advice-to-the-lovelorn.
Okay, this is kind of unnerving but I knew a guy in my dorm freshman year who did the exact same thing. This instilled in me a horror of dorm-style public showers which has yet to fade.
In a dorm?! That's even worse.
Although I do have a related story that I might have shared before. When I was an RA in college, we had to work with our residents to develop "floor contracts", which were the rules everyone agreed to follow above and beyond those established by the university. At our staff meeting, we got together and each of the RAs read their floor's contract aloud so that all of the other RAs would know the rules they were supposed to enforce throughout the building. It was usually boring (clean up after messes you make in the kitchen, quiet hours are from midnight to 10 AM, etc.) except for the contract on one of the boys floors that declared that for banks of showers sharing a common drain, you were only allowed to masturbate or pee in the shower if you were in the center shower that contained the drain. That was the only rule established for that floor and, according to their RA, one that the residents were very passionate about.
You have to admit, there are worse rules.
There was an incident at a dorm I was staying in one summer where someone apparently painted a shower stall in feces. The RA, who was one of the few to see it in person, said that it looked like someone had put in quite a bit of effort into whatever it was that was done. I'm glad it wasn't on my floor.
My freshman year, somebody threw up on the floor between two toilet stalls, and the janitorial staff refused to clean it up. With nobody else willing to touch it, the chunky puddle gradually hardened into vomit concrete while we all used the 2nd floor toilets instead. Only then did some altruistic soul chip it loose and make it disappear.
And that altruistic soul was … Roy Cohn! And now you know the rest of the story.
17: Shared drain? I can't stop shivering.
"...quiet hours are from midnight to 10 AM, etc."
I so wish this worked around my small apartment complex (3 buildings, 3 floors each, 4 studios per floor) in my college town (Boulder, Colorado, University of Colorado, not that all of the dwellers here have a connection to the U.).
My next-door grad-student neighbors go to sleep circa 10 p.m. and are up showering at 4:45 a.m.; but noise starts circa 7 a.m. with lawn-mowers, leaf-blowers, hammering, power saws, etc.
As an ever-aging person, I tend now to wake up with the next-door shower at 5, or thereabouts, but I can't say I wouldn't like to get 8 hours sleep, instead of the 4-5 I commonly get nowadays.
I won't even go into the pleasure of the nearby parties and the folks who like to hang out around the pool, shouting, blithely unaware that even a whisper is about 5 feet from the rest of us. It's almost as if we have windows, or something.
Two nights ago, they were doing it at 3:15 a.m. But, hey, who sleeps then? Not college students. (Yeah, me neither, then.)
Yeah, I am so totally turning into a grumpy old man. It sucks to do that. Didn't ask for the job. Don't like it.
Dorm and poo. Brings to mind my first year at college. They stuffed the toilets with newspaper and then took a dump in each toilet. The janitors refused to unplug them so they locked our bathrooms for a month as some sort of collective punishment. We had to walk over to another dorm to take a leak.
They stuffed the toilets with newspaper and then took a dump in each toilet.
Dare we ask why?
Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly.
"Fecal faux pas" is one for the ages.
You misspelled "aged", goo goo.
Plus, to be fari, let us not forget that such mistakes are commited by young children too.
that must be what they tried to do, in lieu of walking to the other dorm, but it gets uncomfortable after a few weeks, and there is the problem of nocturnal emissions.