Whatever year The Pixies played V.
There are (understandably) a whole lot of toilet related stories this week, so I will keep this very short.

I headed over with some trepidation to use the toilet for the type of thing that you really shouldn’t do behind a tree.

A cubicle door opened and I was faced with a six foot tall, very tough looking man walking out of the piss and shit flooded box and into the equally piss and shit soaked mud weeping like a baby and kind of walking like one too.

And I looked down. And realised the reason for the tears and the tender, faltering steps.

He was in bare feet.

I actually wretched on his behalf.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Tue 9 Jun 2009, 12:04, Reply)