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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ToiletsTwo toilet stories.
Recently on holiday in France in newly acquired motorhome (god my life is over) and I took the chemical toilet to the toilet block to empty. A singularly unpleasant task. Choosing the middle cubicle as the recipient of about 5 gallons of semi liquid waste I found myself between two straining but chatting germans. I unscrewed the cap and with a fluid and practised swing upended the canister into the toilet in what must have sounded like a seemingly endless bowel emptying movement.
The silence from the adjoining cubicles was only broken by me asking either side for toilet paper.
Secondly, I used to run a nightclub in a permanently middle aged northern town. One night I was clearing out the toilets when I found in the Ladies (a torridly disgusting place) two of the bar girls getting dirty with each other. One fire extinguisher and two P45s later the place was clear. The reason for such immediate action. One of the bar girls had but the night before whispered sweet endearments in my ear in the gents and I was not having any moral devients working for me.
Oh happy days.
(, Wed 7 Sep 2005, 11:23, Reply)
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