VolsandVettes
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I destroyed a Bathroom in a shoe store last weekend....
Wife and I went in after dinner, we had eaten at a French Restrauant, and I don't think the Artisian Sausages agreed with me...
We we're the only ones in there, and I didn't think I was really that loud, but when we got back in the car...My wife laughed at me and said "you we're kinda loud in there", said it was clear that not only could she hear it with no one else in the store the two workers could as well...
Anyone leave a trophy/floater in a freinds bathroom as a present
I destroyed a Bathroom in a shoe store last weekend....
Wife and I went in after dinner, we had eaten at a French Restrauant, and I don't think the Artisian Sausages agreed with me...
We we're the only ones in there, and I didn't think I was really that loud, but when we got back in the car...My wife laughed at me and said "you we're kinda loud in there", said it was clear that not only could she hear it with no one else in the store the two workers could as well...
Anyone leave a trophy/floater in a freinds bathroom as a present
I had a friend that I worked with at Lockheed that if there were people in the stalls but it was only you and him at the urinals would say "Hey, nice dick!" just to try to embarrass you. (he was not really checking out the package, just saying it for the benefit of the people in the stalls.)
I had a friend that I worked with at Lockheed that if there were people in the stalls but it was only you and him at the urinals would say "Hey, nice dick!" just to try to embarrass you. (he was not really checking out the package, just saying it for the benefit of the people in the stalls.)
My buddies and I do something similar. If there is a guy at the urinal we will each pick a urinal to either side of him. One of us will say, "Man...this water is cold" then the other, "Yea, it's deep too." Using a straight face is key. Usually gets a weird look or a laugh.
I use that one as well. Classic joke.My buddies and I do something similar. If there is a guy at the urinal we will each pick a urinal to either side of him. One of us will say, "Man...this water is cold" then the other, "Yea, it's deep too." Using a straight face is key. Usually gets a weird look or a laugh.
That story took your username just took on a whole new levelI can't answer the original question but I have IRB and it sucks. It will go weeks without bothering me at all and then wham it will hit me out of nowhere. I hate having to go in public places but I've had to my fair share. When going on long trips I'll make sure I do my business before I go and not eat much on the way to where I'm going.
It always seems to hit at the worst times too. I was coming back from the races at Bristol in August driving back home when it hit me. I was in the middle of nowhere and 30 minutes from anywhere that I could get relief. I literally drove with my left leg extended straight out and my entire body tensed up holding my butt cheeks together to keep from exploding all over myself. Swear to God if I would have been by myself I think I would have just done it because I was in some serious pain for a half hour. I made it to the place I work and flew in and just made it to the toilet without a millisecond to spare.
Another horrible time I was driving and it hit me hard. I found a nice gas station and went in only to discover the bathroom was being cleaned and was unavailable. I willed myself to another gas station that had a toilet out of order. By this point I was white and walking fully clenched up. I made it to a Food City a block away, shuffled to the bathroom, and discovered a 90 year old man on the only toilet they had taking his sweet time. I literally bent over the sink biting my fingers until they bled until the old codger emerged from the stall. I almost knocked him down getting in there - again barely in the nick of time.
I'm taking a road trip to Charlotte Friday after work - needless to say I won't be eating all day Friday before that 3 hour road trip.
I can't answer the original question but I have IRB and it sucks. It will go weeks without bothering me at all and then wham it will hit me out of nowhere. I hate having to go in public places but I've had to my fair share. When going on long trips I'll make sure I do my business before I go and not eat much on the way to where I'm going.
It always seems to hit at the worst times too. I was coming back from the races at Bristol in August driving back home when it hit me. I was in the middle of nowhere and 30 minutes from anywhere that I could get relief. I literally drove with my left leg extended straight out and my entire body tensed up holding my butt cheeks together to keep from exploding all over myself. Swear to God if I would have been by myself I think I would have just done it because I was in some serious pain for a half hour. I made it to the place I work and flew in and just made it to the toilet without a millisecond to spare.
Another horrible time I was driving and it hit me hard. I found a nice gas station and went in only to discover the bathroom was being cleaned and was unavailable. I willed myself to another gas station that had a toilet out of order. By this point I was white and walking fully clenched up. I made it to a Food City a block away, shuffled to the bathroom, and discovered a 90 year old man on the only toilet they had taking his sweet time. I literally bent over the sink biting my fingers until they bled until the old codger emerged from the stall. I almost knocked him down getting in there - again barely in the nick of time.
I'm taking a road trip to Charlotte Friday after work - needless to say I won't be eating all day Friday before that 3 hour road trip.
Nope. I was a contract engineer there. I never worked there as a direct employee.
I have moved on to a smaller subcontractor.
Reading this thread reminded me of something that happened a few years back. I was at work one afternoon sitting in the luxury (handicapped) stall. There were a couple of other guys in the bathroom at the time. I heard both the outer and inner restroom doors slam open and quick footsteps trotting in and hurriedly going into the first stall. This sound was accompanied by random groans, moans and mumbled cussing.
The next thing I hear is this poor guy bumping around in the stall and the sounds of him trying to drop his pants and get situated in a hurry. Well right after that, I hear a loud groan and what can only be described as EPIC repeated bowel noises, grunting, cussing, splashing, mumbled praying and then dead silence.
Well, anyone that knows me would understand that at this point I had to say something. So I wait about 5 seconds and come out with something like, dang man, you OK over there? This poor guy responded weakly with, Hell no, I havent even got my damn pants all the way down yet. The guy standing at the urinal lost it and broke into laughter, and then all 3 of us started cracking up .
