Public toilets...
...desperate to lay an egg, I reluctantly used the grubby public toilets in a car park. I'm sitting there minding my own business, when I became aware that the person in the next cubicle was making 'fwapping' noises. I decide to finish my poo business as fast as possible and it was then it went quiet next door. I then noticed that the 'fwapping' had started again, but this time there was a pair of eyes peering over the cubicle at me.
Absolutely furious I told him to fuck off and that I was going to smash him in the gob. He ran off and the only clue to his identity was a yellow tartan cap (it was the early 70's).

Five minutes later I'm walking towards the bus stop feeling very pissed off and I spot a friend waiting for the bus. Wearing a yellow tartan cap. We both knew but neither of us said anything about it.
(emadex thinks the world will end on, Fri 4 Jun 2010, 11:49, 2 replies)

so
your "friend" was wanking in the public toilets, while watching you, then when you see him outside you say nothing?

seems a little gay to me
(bamboozled Can hear you getting fatter, Fri 4 Jun 2010, 12:25, closed)

Yeah...
...I was full of bravado and anger but was so shocked when I realised who it was that words failed me.
(emadex thinks the world will end on, Fri 4 Jun 2010, 13:57, closed)