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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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A friend of mine in my workplace insists that one should never defacate in the workplace unless "you've got your timings all wrong, like". I think this is because he has a one-year-old son and only when shitting is he ever given a moment's peace at home.
I am firmly of the opinion that work poos should be encouraged, as it represents the only time when you get paid to drop the kids off at the pool. Unless you're a childminder.
Where do you stand on this contentious topic? Also; what is the best, most entertaining way possible for the upcoming and nigh-on unavoidable series of the X Factor to end? Get creative, people
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 12:59, 76 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:03, Reply)
A Fail so epic it's almost a Win.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:50, Reply)
Usually about two minutes after I post something.
I bet if I say 'QOTW IS RUBBISH' in a new thread they'll appear.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:49, Reply)
You're being paid to shite, and it saves money on toilet roll.
It's a no brainer.
Also, if I go for a swim at lunchtime, I always have a dump afterwards, then I can wash my arse properly in the shower.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:03, Reply)
You disgust me, even after all these years.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:08, Reply)
Which I'm looking forward to.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:12, Reply)
My arse will just be, well, there. Doing arsey stuff, like farting.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:15, Reply)
also, no students within earshot
x-factor - some kind of flesh eating virus?
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:06, Reply)
the ones at the college I'm at now aren't so good. I should probably decide where I work next based on the bogs
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:10, Reply)
one of those weird round stool/step things like from the school library, to get on the bog?
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:29, Reply)
but not actually film it. Same with Big Brother. Then to alternatively show a series about how they cope with the grief of knowing the nation has not seen them be mediocre
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:11, Reply)
I'll freely admit that due to circumstances beyond my control I saw the housemates enter the house this year, and four years ago I saw half a series of X-factor since my mother watched it (the one with Andy the binman.) I do think it's ludicrous though, takes up a lot of schedule time and results in some annoying headlines as well as a lot of vacuous people opening local supermarkets.
My suggestion was rather tongue in cheek, since it would still fill the schedules
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:19, Reply)
by turning my telly off and having a wank.
Calm down, pet.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:21, Reply)
but it seems that most of my colleagues do, and that they all must have bowel problems.
I don't like those reality tv/talent shows, but being a mature adult of more than capable cranial capacity I have established that I am not the target audience, and therefore it doesn't keep me awake at night. Besides, my little girl likes some of the audition stages, and we've watched it together a couple of times.
It's family viewing, not meant for angry internet fuckwits to watch.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:11, Reply)
you can have the first crap after the cleaners have been in.
I've only watched X-factor because I've been in someone else's house when it was on. It's about as interesting as pulling my arse hairs out. But less satisfying. So I don't watch it if I have the choice.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:14, Reply)
but kids aren't sensible.
Even after cleaning the bogs at my work are grim
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:20, Reply)
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:23, Reply)
If I remember rightly she thought I was my mum, and she said "Girl, don't make me watch that again. It's cruel. Them poor people aren't right and we're laughing at them."
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:16, Reply)
Hence the black jpg weirdness around it.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:18, Reply)
First thing in the morning, it gives me something to do whilst I'm waiting for my computer to get its act together. Aside from which, if I expend my morning motion in the tranquility of my own home, it feels like a bit of a waste, whereas at work I can share the eye-burning odour, peculiar array of sousaphone-esque noises and howls of pain with everybody in the department.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:26, Reply)
Alt Q: The winning act should be a Michael Ryan, Dylan Klebold, Richard McBeef and Moaty tribute, with hilarious consequences.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:22, Reply)
The rooms with the hole in the floor and two boards for your feet.
Quite a unique experience.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:24, Reply)
once slipped over in one of them. He said it was like The Somme. Worse still, whilst he was grubbing around in garlicky merde, the lightbulb in there blew....and then he got a nosebleed.
Rarely has a tale of such piteous woe made me laugh so hard.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:26, Reply)
I think you should mosey on over there and post it.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:45, Reply)
Not at this work, anyway. I work with Kashmiri muslims, hence there's no toilet paper.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:31, Reply)
I thought they used paper as well
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:33, Reply)
www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/7902348/Transvestite-had-sex-with-a-dog-at-English-Heritage-castle.html
What made me laugh is how my brother found the story: the chap fucked the dog in the dry moat of Pendennis Castle - my brother was searching for news stories featuring 'Moat'.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:32, Reply)
what chance did the poor bastard have?
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:37, Reply)
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:39, Reply)
It drags it out, and then I have to wait even longer to eat the damn cake.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:41, Reply)
to watch the groom bumming a Great Dane, I'd happily wait a couple of extra minutes for cake.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:47, Reply)
(also I imagine the 'full and frank confession' was interesting to listen to)
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 13:47, Reply)
I thought taking a dump at work was fine. Then I walked in to toilet and was confronted with not one, not two but THREE long, bloody skidmarks!
I'm amazed that anyone can do that and stroll nonchalantly back in to the office.
(, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 15:05, Reply)
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