ACLU: Sex in restroom stalls is private

[Amby 490]

maybe he was that foot coming over inside my stall hmmmm

[almaty 19]

a....a.....................well, i was in evansville,....and

[Amby 490]

a....a.....................well, i was in evansville,....and

and you only showed me your foot?

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a....a.....................well, i was in evansville,....and

and you only showed me your foot?

maybe that wasnt his foot

[almaty 19]

lol....i was trying but a............a.................. anyway, sadly i finished before i started

[Amby 490]

things like these should be discussed in our fan club

[almaty 19]

things like these should be discussed in our fan club

i think so..

[HAL 9000 96]

What is it about some people that feel compelled to communicate with the guy in the next urinal. "So, hey bud, how's it goin'?" What the Hell-!!! You don't talk to me outside the rest room. But now that we are sharing "a moment" you do?

That's nuts. I'm with you. Shut up in the potty.

I went in to use the urinal in public restroom the other day and the guy in the stall was talking on his cell phone. I prefer the library approach to restrooms...please be quiet as people are trying to concentrate.

Yeah, this guy in the stall next to me once asked me to roll him some extra toilet paper, but I just gave him the polite, library, "Shhhhh!"

Gross but true...

On the other hand there are multitaskers out there that take their work into the john as well... since it looks like we all favor A$$-calming concentration here in order to GO, then imagine the person in the stall right next to you typing away on a laptop.

[one...two...tree 2,762]

Gross but true...

On the other hand there are multitaskers out there that take their work into the john as well... since it looks like we all favor A$$-calming concentration here in order to GO, then imagine the person in the stall right next to you typing away on a laptop.

I find that soothing elevator music played on cheap, wall mounted speakers sooth my anxiety. I'm always embarrassed that when I let nature take its coarse, loud noises will give my secret away.

Edited January 16, 2008 by Mister Fancypants

[Trumplestiltskin 5,791]

I went in to use the urinal in public restroom the other day and the guy in the stall was talking on his cell phone. I prefer the library approach to restrooms...please be quiet as people are trying to concentrate.

At an airport stopover in Milan back in October - two guys vacated one of the stalls (the ones there were basically enclosed rooms) and quickly left the bathroom. From the used condom on the floor it was obvious what they'd been doing in there.

[HAL 9000 96]

Gross but true...

On the other hand there are multitaskers out there that take their work into the john as well... since it looks like we all favor A$$-calming concentration here in order to GO, then imagine the person in the stall right next to you typing away on a laptop.

I find that soothing elevator music played on cheap, wall mounted speakers sooth my anxiety. I'm always embarrassed that when I let nature take its coarse, loud noises will give my secret away.

Duuuuude... FIBER for you!!!

Lots of citrus fruits should *do* the trick!!!

Let me put it this way... cheap elevator music and using the public loo may be a fast way of conditioning yourself to need to go anywhere you hear cheap elevator music...

[Trumplestiltskin 5,791]

Gross but true...

On the other hand there are multitaskers out there that take their work into the john as well... since it looks like we all favor A$$-calming concentration here in order to GO, then imagine the person in the stall right next to you typing away on a laptop.

I find that soothing elevator music played on cheap, wall mounted speakers sooth my anxiety. I'm always embarrassed that when I let nature take its coarse, loud noises will give my secret away.

One word: prunes.

[one...two...tree 2,762]

Gross but true...

On the other hand there are multitaskers out there that take their work into the john as well... since it looks like we all favor A$$-calming concentration here in order to GO, then imagine the person in the stall right next to you typing away on a laptop.

I find that soothing elevator music played on cheap, wall mounted speakers sooth my anxiety. I'm always embarrassed that when I let nature take its coarse, loud noises will give my secret away.

Duuuuude... FIBER for you!!!

Lots of citrus fruits should *do* the trick!!!

Let me put it this way... cheap elevator music and using the public loo may be a fast way of conditioning yourself to need to go anywhere you hear cheap elevator music...

I drink a glass of Metamucil in the afternoons, and I'm quiet for the most part...but I have to bite my tongue from laughing when the stall next to me gives away his secret. Those public toilets are like mini-amphitheaters for sound.

[Trumplestiltskin 5,791]

Gross but true...

On the other hand there are multitaskers out there that take their work into the john as well... since it looks like we all favor A$$-calming concentration here in order to GO, then imagine the person in the stall right next to you typing away on a laptop.

I find that soothing elevator music played on cheap, wall mounted speakers sooth my anxiety. I'm always embarrassed that when I let nature take its coarse, loud noises will give my secret away.

Duuuuude... FIBER for you!!!

Lots of citrus fruits should *do* the trick!!!

Let me put it this way... cheap elevator music and using the public loo may be a fast way of conditioning yourself to need to go anywhere you hear cheap elevator music...

I drink a glass of Metamucil in the afternoons, and I'm quiet for the most part...but I have to bite my tongue from laughing when the stall next to me gives away his secret. Those public toilets are like mini-amphitheaters for sound.

I can tolerate the sound of someone's sputtering arsehole, just not the smell... Once at my old job in CA some guy in the one of the stalls was blasting his guts into the water and the smell that wafted out from under the door was strong enough, and heavy enough that I felt physically ill. That's power... and not in a good way.

Edited January 16, 2008 by Number 6

[one...two...tree 2,762]

I can tolerate the sound of someone's sputtering arsehole, just not the smell... Once at my old job in CA some guy in the one of the stalls was blasting his guts into the water and the smell that wafted out from under the door was strong enough, and heavy enough that I felt physically ill. That's power... and not in a good way.

That was so vivid, it was like was right there. Bring a lighter with you into the stall. I've found that a lit candle at home works the best at getting rid of the smell quickly.