Ok, you are at a neighbors, friends, relatives place and you go to the bathroom and see toilet boogers attached to the inside of the bowl. You know, shit residue.....LOL!!!

What do you do?

1. Turn it into a challenge and try and piss it off..... I'd like to see a woman try that one!

2. Look for the bathroom scrubber and kindly brush it off?

3. Turn and walk away until someone ELSE confronts it?

4. Inform the homeowner or inhabitant of the residue present inside?



I can't wait for Dook to chime in!

Here's the thing, what if it's quite a substantial smear on the porcelain, and what if you bump into someone else on the way out who will think it is you that did it?

I read a story (true!) about a man who went into the lav on a plane and when he got in there there was a huge steaming turd on the seat! He had waited for his turn and even smiled at the attractive young lady coming out. Horrified he cleans it up because the next person would otherwise think HE did it!!

charlottegelin said:

OMFG!!!! too funny.....

Oh the things we discuss here..... my brother actually has a term for it... "Painting the Bowl"

omg reminds me of my friend Lauren and she stayed at this real hot guys place overnight.. and the next morning she really needed a shit

she tried to keep it in, cos it would be really embarrasing to stink out his bathroom, but after a while she HAD to go.. it was coming out..

well she did her business and sprayed some perfume around the bathroom to get rid of the smell, flushed the chain and washed her hands..

OMG she couldnt believe it when it wouldnt flush away and it rose higher to the bowl when the cistern filled up

she waited a while to flush it again and again it wouldnt flush..

by then her shagpiece was wondering what was taking her so long in the loo

she panicked and stuck her hand in and pulled the poo out

now I cant remember if she threw it out the window or stuck it in her handbag so she could dispose of it after she left his apartment

I do know however that she never returned his calls,, she was too embarrased to meet up with him again

REDBABY said:

your friend has big big issues

Savour said:

what? floating poos?



This was a couple of years ago

REDBABY said:

no not floating poos, she has big issues because she stuck her hand down the toilet
and touched a poo and then put it in her hand bag

all she had to do is put the toilet seat down and tell the guy that he needs to call a plumber.

Savour said:

Well then I better not tell you that she shared a shower with her friend on holiday and pissed on her friends feet

damn, I don't want to clean my OWN toilet, let alone someone elses. I would probably just say "gross" to myself, do my business and not mention it. They surely know about it, so why bother bringing it up.

ewww its all just gross

REDBABY said:

REDBABY said:

peeing in the shower
what a special treat
peeing in the shower
on other people's feet...

can't believe i'm eating right now.

What the hell?!

Heiress said:

cute

REDBABY said:

your friends are out ot control!

A freindly reminder that I need to clean both of my commodes and sinks, it's getting quite grimy.

jerseykrs said:

basically ... i might add a little tp to see if it would help wash it away... or maybe flush twice but heck... it's not my house

i still can't believe i commented on a thread entitled "toilet boogers."

i have obviously lived in france FAR too long...

Heiress said:

WHAP WHAP WHAP!!!

Heiress said:

Damn, dis thread iz some gross ass shit!

Which reminds me of a story......

Back in my college days, my room-mate & I used to have regular poker-games at our apartment.
During the middle of one particular game, one of my buddies excused himself from the table to use the facilities. As quickly I saw him enter the bathroom, I saw him immediately exit, barely whispering what I made out as "I...don't need to use it that badly."
Though I found it a bit curious, I quickly dismissed this.

A few short moments later, I too felt the need to have to "facilitate myself." When I entered the "office", I immediately become aware of what had frightened off my fellow gambler.

Y'see, it was college conditions, ergo tight budget expenses, so a constant on our grocercy lists wuz those family-sized salsbury steak trays (those things were good for about three separate dinners). The only problem was that they always came with ten times more gravy than was really needed.
The day of the game, we had just finished off the last of the steaks & my room-mate was about to tackle the large pile of dishes which had accumulated thru-out the week. To dispense the big foil tray, he 1st had to dump out the large quantity of gravy. Since the sink-hole was covered with all the dishes, he decided to dump all in the toilet instead.

And he 'forgot' to flush it.

So, naturally, ya can imagine what it looked like.

Heiress said: