September 06, 2006

Giving Birth...

You can see alot of strange things at the airport. There's alot of nice scenery, yes, but some of these peeps are strange folk. Just another reason that I like to travel.

Sometimes it's not just the things you see, but the things you hear.

A trip to the restroom leaves me with confused feelings. Yeah... I know that sounds weird. Ah, well. It ain't what it sounds like. Or maybe it is... I don't know. I'm confused, as I said.

I'm standing there, obeying all men's room rules and etiquette, taking care of my business, when I hear a muffled noise. It grows steadily louder.

Now, I know it's probably considered a bit immature, but I couldn't help but start grinning. This poor guy was making all kinds of agonized noises, but when he started whimpering, that's when the confusion set in. I was still laughing, but I so wanted to kick the stall door open and knock the poor bastard in the head. Put him out of his misery.

But alas, restroom etiquette requires that one be able to shit in peace. He lives to shit another day.

Posted by That 1 Guy at September 6, 2006 05:54 AM | TrackBack

Hey now, I've even been known to cry when a beautifully nasty one comes along. Particularly after eating jabeneros.

Posted by: Richard at September 6, 2006 09:12 AM

What is the deal with all the bathroom blogging lately? LOL

Posted by: c.a. Marks at September 6, 2006 10:31 AM

You could have started laughing hysterically out loud to add to his frustration ... heh!

Posted by: Barb at September 6, 2006 10:43 AM

Didn't even have a pair of seashells to offer the sufferin' soul for cleanup afterwards? One would suppose after all that time in the FLA, you'd have at least bagged a couple conk's...

Posted by: RedNeck at September 6, 2006 04:58 PM

Pushing out the oversize turd of doom can be very uncomfortable, let alone painful. Which is why it's amusing to anyone around.

Posted by: Contagion at September 6, 2006 06:29 PM

Nothing is really worse than having some dork standing next to you at the urinal try to strike up a conversation I hate that.

Posted by: 40 Ounce Loudmouth at September 6, 2006 09:32 PM