On the urinal.
On the wall around the urinal.
On the divider between the urinals.
On the urinal handle.
On the plumbing heading into the urinal.
On the inside of the stall doors.
On the outside of the stall doors.
On all the walls of the stall.
On the toilet paper dispenser.
On the handle of the stall door.
Man, ladies don’t know what they’ve been missing their whole lives!
Musta been one hell of a sneeze.
Of course, when ladies sneeze while hovering, you end up with an entirely different kind of mess.
And microscopic fecal matter covering every inch of everything you’ve ever touched. I’d recommend never leaving your house, unless you have an anus. If you do, it doesn’t matter anyway.
Trust me, I had to scrape more than my fair share of boogers off the bathroom walls. There’s something about the Navy that makes sailors wipe their boogers on walls.
Are you by any chance at my former office building? For some reason, the third floor east men’s room was some sort of booger nexus for San Francisco.