Sweet merciful crap! I think it's shit on the seat week at the liberry.
Minutes before I arrived at work today, the Dufus
was in to use the computer. When he finished using the computer--an
amazing enough feat in and of itself as I've rarely witnessed him leave
the computer of his own volition before--he decided he'd use the
bathroom. And use it he did!
When I came in, the entire
computer hall and much of the stairwell smelled like burning matches.
This is because Mrs. A had to brave the cloud of ass funk he left behind
to light twenty matches in the bathroom to help cut the stench. And
Mrs. C had to clean the seat afterwards from where the Dufus had shat
upon it!!!
I know the Dufus wasn't responsible for
yesterday's turd festival because he wasn't in the liberry at all. But
today was definitely him. He's getting moved back to the active column
of the Rogues Gallery for that repugnant behavior.
What
is this world coming to that people can't check a toilet seat to make
sure they haven't inadvertently soiled it after an ass blowout. AND WHY
CAN'T THEY #$%&ING AIM THEIR KEISTERS IN THE BOWL IN THE FIRST
PLACE?!!!
Buncha savages in this town!
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