ToiletsToilets are weird half public/half private spaces. All sorts of stuff goes on in them. They are devious entrances and exits from venues, places to have sex, to snort drugs or even, get this, to defecate. Tell us your favourite toilet stories.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:11)
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Yellow tartan capI was about 19 and was reluctantly using the toilets in the local town centre. I squeezed out a No.2 as fast as I could but was rather concerned at the fwapping noise from the next cubicle. I also had this uncanny feeling that I was being watched - which I was. I looked up to see a pair of eyes and a yellow tartan cap peering over the next cubicle.
After some shouted expletives and the quickest of wipes I was out the door in order to confront my "admirer" - who had a good 20 seconds head start on me. Still, I kept the yellow tartan capped foe in sight until I lost him around a corner.
Fuming, I carried on walking home until... standing at the bus stop with his back to me was the yellow tartaned foe.
I tapped him on the shoulder and drew my fist into a clench for when he turned around. He turned around and it was in that moment that I found out one of my friends was gay.
We exchanged some awkward pleasantries with no reference made to the toilet incident.
(, Wed 7 Sep 2005, 2:04, Reply)
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