Don't say a word to me while your holdin' onto your pecker!
I don't care how epic the story of your brother's sister's cousin's neighbor is the as soon as business starts in the Men's Room the conversation takes a break.
Put the phone away. Nobody in the Men's Room or on the other side of that phone want to hear your business proposal while your dong is in your hand or your flexing your s*******r.
Business can wait call of nature can't.
Not to mention that playin' with your phone in the Men's Room is a phone insurance claim waiting to happen.
Choosing a stall is just like choosing a urinal. But now you have to make sure the stall is in good condition more than worrying about its position in the Men's Room.
If the door lock is broken move on to the next one. If they are all in pretty good shape try to find a stall with some good reading material.
Washing your hands tells the world you are no longer holding onto your Johnson or scrapping cloth across your a*****e. Which means one thing.
You are now free to talk. You know the conversation you were having on the way to the Men's Room that wasn't relevant to anything well now its time to resume.
Until next time keep your hands washed and your eyes forward.
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