March 2011
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overheard in the next bathroom stall:
*pffffffffft*
*ffffff*
*plop*
“Oh hi momma!”
This woman, this woman called her mom on the phone WHILE TAKING A CRAP! AND CONTINUED TO TALK TO HER WHILE SHITTING. For a second I thought she called her poop ‘momma’ and was so pleased to see her after all this time.
But the conversation continued. By this point, I had finished my business and emerged from the stall,...
hey Sarah
yes you. quit derping around liking my tumblr posts and get on skype or something. I am le-bored from le-tedium of the post-picture-taking part of my job.
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