Sharing the bathroom is one thing, staring soulfully into your partners eyes while eliminating the remnants of last nights salmonella taco supreme is quite another.
I’m no prude, but if you’re pooping, chances are good there is an aroma, and I want in and out of there ASAP, instead of holding my nose and sniggering while I try to do my business. That’s why the good lord invented exhaust fans and bathroom door locks. Can you imagine the amount of water wasted in courtesy flushes?
That said, I could dig on the deluxe model with 7" lcd tv and Ipod dock. “Hush that fartin’, baby…I can’t hear Bill O’Reilly over all that racket!”
I agree. I’m no prude either (unisex bathrooms in my college dorm pretty much weeded out any chance of that) but there’s a time and a place for soulfull staring, that time is not to the background music of soft kerplops of a day’s leftovers.
no way, no way. Plus, what are the chances you both need to go at the same time? Plus, I’m done in about 60 seconds, my gf is in there for 5 to 10 minutes easy. What am I supposed to do, watch TV?
A “modest privacy wall”- what in the wide wide world of sports could possibly be the purpose of privacy if a couple is sharing their bowel movements with each other?
I missed that before. It’s over 100 years old but everyone still seems to know the words, or at least I think they do. I remember my mom singing it around the house as a kid.
Now it’s stuck in my head and I’m singing it to the cats.
Dude! She’s still pooping! That’s just eww … but I bet there’s a kink for that. Please do not blame me for any damage that might result from searching for such a thing.
