At some time during the day, he crept into the ladies in our building and laid some Bigfoot pipe in the third stall. I expect the remains of the day to be documented in a future publication of The Guinness Book of World Records.
Wow.
Just. Wow.
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Well, you could use the public men's room there. It's got a pretty consistent urine smell, though between the hours of 9 and 11 a.m., as I recall, there's a particular fecal scent. Must be one guy's G-I tract.
That makes two G-I notes from me today. It's the Pinewa Gang's influence.
-cK
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