Guys can also use the toilet in a down position, though. They frequently have to, while taking a dump. You might have an argument if guys put the toilet seat up *every time *they use the bathroom, but they don’t. It’s not a 50/50 split of guys put the seat up/girls put the seat down.
The obvious solution is to install a urinal in your home (and never sit down on a public toilet without looking at it first).
Look before you leap…and of course, always do the inspection and the massive toilet papering of the seat before your tushie comes near the toilet…
The last time I took a dunk was when I first moved in with my stepfather, when I was 5. He was not used to having anyone else live in the house, and left the seat up…he learned his lesson when I stormed out of the bathroom, into the living room, with a look of indignation on my face and let him know I was not pleased…he was trying to hold back his laughter, but he apologized and told me he would be more careful the next time…
Circa mid 90’s, was really drunk at hole-in-the-wall bar, went to bathroom and accidentally dropped my wallet into the toilet. This was at a redneck joint fashioned after a cheap log cabin and was aptly named The Timbers.
I would like to have a cool story to tell, went into the bathroom, discovered George Michael in there, had to get my wallet out to pay for sex. The truth is though was only just cking to see how much money I had left, when suddenly overcome with a lack of incoordination, lost my balance. Victim of yet another drunken dumbfuck attack.
I also almost fell in the toilet this past week. It was on Wednesday. I had just gotten to school and I was really tired. I stopped in the bathroom first thing (love the nice clean bathroom first thing in the morning). I walked into the stall and went to turn around (with my bag on my back) so I’d be facing the right way. I tripped over my own feet and my heavy bag carried me backward so that I almost fell in the damn toilet. Grabbing on to the toilet paper dispenser is the only thing that kept me from falling in. I hadn’t even had a chance to secure the door yet but luckily no one else was in there that early so no one saw me make an ass of myself.
Indeed, I’m more concerned about getting bacteria on my fingers while placing the ass-gasket on the seat than getting them on my ass from a gasket-less seat—fingers-to-mouth is more frequent than ass-to-mouth…at least for some of us.