For example I really love when there is one last piece of bread in the bag and I can rip it open. Not sure why but I love when I get to do that.
When the porta john at the shooting range has been freshly cleaned and I'm the first one in to use it.
Oh god I hate that. When people make a nest to get rid of splash. It's the most common reason I need to use a plunger. Funny note the sports players are the worst with that for some reason. You know the last group of people you think would be precious about something like that.What about the splash?
I used to put cardboard in so I would have a nice place for a splash free landing. Then one day the john worker tracked me down and cussed me out.. I still do it, but now I have guilt.
What are you doing in the ladies john?oh the male sports players. The ladies are the total opposite. The ladies john at sports places on campus are the worst. Including evidence of eating a whole sub while on the crapper.
Just a little chemical burn on my ass, no big deal.What about the splash?
I used to put cardboard in so I would have a nice place for a splash free landing. Then one day the john worker tracked me down and cussed me out.. I still do it, but now I have guilt.
Oh god I hate that. When people make a nest to get rid of splash. It's the most common reason I need to use a plunger. Funny note the sports players are the worst with that for some reason. You know the last group of people you think would be precious about something like that.
oh the male sports players. The ladies are the total opposite. The ladies john at sports places on campus are the worst. Including evidence of eating a whole sub while on the crapper.
Just a little chemical burn on my ass, no big deal.
Sometimes, after I open a thread and read it, I regret having done so. This is one of those threads. However, I know now if I'm ever a guest at the Funkhouser residence that I should take my showers elsewhere. Or at least in the guest bathroom.
His moniker now makes sense.Sometimes, after I open a thread and read it, I regret having done so. This is one of those threads. However, I know now if I'm ever a guest at the Funkhouser residence that I should take my showers elsewhere. Or at least in the guest bathroom.
They are running trials of the automated pick-up in our city. When they convert I will be doing exactly this! I knew one day a wise man would guide me to a better use for soiled kitty litter. I just thought I’d have to climb a mountain to find this guidance. Thanks, Tom! You’re going to learn something useful on the pipe forum every day, you just don’t know what it is.Not nearly so gritty, but I get a slightly obsessive lift -- having been changing cat litter and emptying trash a few years too long -- in arranging it so that the heavy bags of dirty kitty litter are put in the bottom of the cart so they push out all the lighter weight junk so nothing stays in the cart. The truck has the robotic arms that reach out and dump the cart upside down. If I hear the truck coming, I peer out the window and watch the action, then sit back down and have a good laugh at my own expense. Ah, the little joys of life.