Personal Hygiene
There comes a point at which your hygiene becomes less your problem and more everyone else's:
My old school nurse never seemed to wash - instead she wrapped herself in crepe bandages from the first aid kits. The smell was beyond pungent. If you got ill at school, it was better to suffer than try and explain symptoms whilst only breathing out.
When she was eventually 'let go',they had to strip the wallpaper in her office to get rid of the lingering odour.
How scuzzy have you got? Or, failing that, how bad have people you know got?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
There comes a point at which your hygiene becomes less your problem and more everyone else's:
My old school nurse never seemed to wash - instead she wrapped herself in crepe bandages from the first aid kits. The smell was beyond pungent. If you got ill at school, it was better to suffer than try and explain symptoms whilst only breathing out.
When she was eventually 'let go',they had to strip the wallpaper in her office to get rid of the lingering odour.
How scuzzy have you got? Or, failing that, how bad have people you know got?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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Minging tollet facilites in Liverpool Krazyhouse; bindun?
I am not sure if this has been covered yet, but has anyone ever mentioned the minging state that the krayhouse toilets ever get into.
I recall a particularly bad night there when there was a Kerrang all nighter (where night out becomes a painful endurance test as they drag out for so long. Especially when they quit serving at "x" time).
Now, the thing is, the toilets initially start out very clean. And then as the night draws on, they clog, become filled with various substances excreted from people and become very evil indeed.
The toilets actually not only ming for us blokes, but also ming for the women too. For example (other female b3tans may have done this) they run out of toilet paper. My girfriend actually goes as far as packing portions of toilet paper down her bra and shoved in her handbag (amusingly for her, mates of hers have been caught out).
Anyhow, on this particular night, the toilets for either the women or blokes are a sea of crud, and the floors are covered in an good couple of centimetres of various peoples wee. Combined with the fact that the K House yet again was roasting at a nice 32C, hot and humid with other peoples bodies with sweat running down the walls as per usual. Surely a health and safety hazard. The smell of the toilets can corrode the lungs of a person that is not accustomed to it.
Anyhow, the urinals on this night were very minging indeed. And yours truly decided to drain the lizard. Anyhow, while standing there draining away, it was a sea of wee and vom. In this particular instance, there was a trail of vom that looked as if someone had vomited up their intestinal tract.
One guy quipped to me "Oh look, there is some guys intestine in here!"
Now, I have been to the Bradford Rio, and have noticed other people complain about the state of their toilets on this post. Believe me, you Yorkshire B3tans, you ain't seen nothing until you have witnessed the krazy House toilets....
( , Sat 24 Mar 2007, 0:14, Reply)
I am not sure if this has been covered yet, but has anyone ever mentioned the minging state that the krayhouse toilets ever get into.
I recall a particularly bad night there when there was a Kerrang all nighter (where night out becomes a painful endurance test as they drag out for so long. Especially when they quit serving at "x" time).
Now, the thing is, the toilets initially start out very clean. And then as the night draws on, they clog, become filled with various substances excreted from people and become very evil indeed.
The toilets actually not only ming for us blokes, but also ming for the women too. For example (other female b3tans may have done this) they run out of toilet paper. My girfriend actually goes as far as packing portions of toilet paper down her bra and shoved in her handbag (amusingly for her, mates of hers have been caught out).
Anyhow, on this particular night, the toilets for either the women or blokes are a sea of crud, and the floors are covered in an good couple of centimetres of various peoples wee. Combined with the fact that the K House yet again was roasting at a nice 32C, hot and humid with other peoples bodies with sweat running down the walls as per usual. Surely a health and safety hazard. The smell of the toilets can corrode the lungs of a person that is not accustomed to it.
Anyhow, the urinals on this night were very minging indeed. And yours truly decided to drain the lizard. Anyhow, while standing there draining away, it was a sea of wee and vom. In this particular instance, there was a trail of vom that looked as if someone had vomited up their intestinal tract.
One guy quipped to me "Oh look, there is some guys intestine in here!"
Now, I have been to the Bradford Rio, and have noticed other people complain about the state of their toilets on this post. Believe me, you Yorkshire B3tans, you ain't seen nothing until you have witnessed the krazy House toilets....
( , Sat 24 Mar 2007, 0:14, Reply)
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