That poor work toilet didn't stand a chance, its a one stall two urinal men's bathroom for professionals. Well that Paul Newman's frozen box pizza didnt quite agree with me, the coast was clear the fan was blowing, there was calmness in the air. Then furious assault began, no one has witnessed the bombing like this since WWII air raids, when suddenly by chance the door to the bathroom opened (enter witness #1) and without a moment's notice the door opened again (enter witness #2). There was a brief moment of silence the bombing had stopped but the stench began filling the air, like a hungry odor seeking it's victims, when I overhead one of the person's of interest say hello to the other person of interest, then I heard him gag that's when I knew my mission was achieved!!! I sat like a king on the throne for those compelling moments, the tension in the air was almost as thick as the stench, as the people of interest hurried out of the danger zone, I held my head high as I wiped with pride.


Regards,
The Toilet Strangler

someone actually took the time to come up with this and type the whole thing out

Another TRUTH, someone actually took the time to respond to this, and the TRUTH SUCKS.

*eagerly awaiting chapter II*