I wish I could remember what the guy said, but when I was about eight years old I was at Fenway Park seeing the Red Sox. This enormous black guy peered down at me and said something. To this day, I have urinalitist. Its a rare event I'll use one and that's only if there's a divider, but 9 times out of 10 I opt for the stall.
**very quietly** gurgle gaggle... oohh shiittt... oh pleeassee.... sick... arhg..... get me out of here!...groooss....gurgle... FlUShh...
the last thing in the world i usualy wish to hear no mater what i'm doing, unless it's intentionaly choosing to be social and not trying to do anything else, is the sound of the human voice, whether recorded, live, or broadcast. and why in the hell anyone would want voice chips in otherwise perfectly innocent machinery, ... humans are just plain wierd =^^= .../\...