Mr Bridger
Sound of the suburbs
Life is like a pubic hair on a toilet seat,
Eventually you get p!ssed off.
Eventually you get p!ssed off.
This, I sit for both a J Carroll Naish and a Sutton Hoo.
As [MENTION=5200]Buzzer[/MENTION] started the day with a glimpse of some of the useless 'knowledge' cluttering up his head, here's something from mine:-
When in Schiphol airport I always aim for the fly.
The picture of a fly in the urinals at Schiphol Airport has been touted as a simple, inexpensive way to reduce cleaning costs. Where does it come from, and how effective is it really?
There’s something of a surprise waiting at the bottom of the urinals in Amsterdam’s Schiphol Airport: an etched image of a fly.
At first glance, one might be forgiven for thinking it real. Then one notices that all the urinals have one, and the fly is always in the same position, just above the urinal drain and off to the left.
It turns out that men, in their urinal behaviour, cannot resist peeing on things, especially if they look as though they might wash away.
https://worksthatwork.com/1/urinal-fly
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Have you ever, ever, tried to hit the bullseye on a Southern train toilet three hours after a Saturday home win. This, after drinking copious amounts of assorted alcohol throughout the day. Then the X-factor comes into play as your release valve is set to empty, the train goes over some points, or speeds up, or brakes suddenly, - pandemonium in the penis department. Your willy becomes a whirligig as you hit everything but the pan. The floor looks the aftermath of a golden showers porn movie.
And, as you exit the cubicle, innocently tell all around you that the person before you left the bog in a dreadful state.
As an aside does anyone ever occasionally yell "EAT SHIT" at the toilet whilst it's flushing a monster turd? No? Just me? Ok.
Happens many a time to me on a train back to Hastings from The Amex. Generally always happens after leaving Eastbourne though.
Brighton to Southampton train for me. Take your pick from the 18.30, the 19.30 or the 20.30 trains. The 20.30 in particular is the Gusher Special. I do try to hold it in until after Worthing when the train is less crowded.
The mouth.