I decided that 8 o’clock in this morning seemed like a swell time to start taking pictures in bathroom stalls. On the top floor of the Memorial Union, I saw this bad-boy posted above a freshly cleaned bowl and of course, did my duty by desecrating it. I don’t think I’ve ever left a public washroom so completely satisfied.
I know that some gents may sprinkle when they tinkle. However, those gents are the ones who can’t manage to unfurl their cajones from their huevos before turning the spigot on their golden showers. Produce a nice, healthy and smooth stream for the Union janitors, boys.
I’m not sure why they didn’t also say, “Lift the seat before you piss, you spoiled brat. Love, the people who are not your mothers.”