Fun things to do in public restrooms.

Discussion in 'Random Thoughts' started by Bronson, Jan 20, 2008.

  1. Bronson

    Bronson Banned

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    When I was in 7th grade... if the restroom was empty I would go into a stall lock the door then crawl under the wall to the next stall and lock that one till all of them were locked then I would crawl out from under the door and leave.

    One time in grade 8 i was taking a urinary session in one of the many school washroom facilities.

    As i was doing the deed, i noticed a strong shit aroma present in the air, then i realized someone was in one of the stalls. weird thing is, i saw this long hair hanging down by the feet, so they were either coping with the pain of their shit, or looking at whoever was out there (me).

    So i went to wash my hands, realizing what had to be done just as i rinsed. I took like 8 paper towels. i proceeded to soak them in some water, and squeezed it off a little so it's not too soggy. I looked over at the stall, the long hair still visible from underneath the wall, and threw, as hard as i could, the paper towel. It made a thundering boom as it struck the stall wall. It was one that echoed through the entire washroom. suddenly, the hair jerked up and the feet did a panicky dance.

    i then gtfo'd

    And in high school..i did a lot of douchebaggish things in the bathrooms. I did puppet shows with my hands to people taking a shit, and they would always grunt and say "What the fug dude, get uhh umf outta here!". Sometimes they'd even fucking watch, and stay there like a zombie.

    Or when one of my friends would come in while someone in the bathroom was taking a shit, i would point to the stall where someone would be shitting in, and say " *snicker* dude, there's something weird in there". He would then open the door to the person shitting, and it would result in weird eye contact following by embarresment.

    Or i would do the classic of turning off the light while a person was shitting, and i'd take a handy dandy flashlight, and flash it at their feet once every minute to see how they were doing. Most of the time they'd not move a muscle, and some other times the person would get pissed off and cuss out loud as fug.
    ^You can also throw something in the stall in the dark too. Wet toilet paper, or some shit on the ground works. But watch out, run, because the person is bound to come out with shit still halfway through their ass. I almost got my ass whipped when this bodybuilder guy jumped out of the stall unexpectedly, and i flashed my flashlight at his face, and it looks like i was in the blair witch movie or something because that guy looked fugging pissed, so i turned my flashlight off, and ran out of there, hitting some things before exiting.


    I don't do shit like that anymore, unless i see an advantage of me getting the fug out of there fast.


    I also used to go to girls portapotty things, and piss all over the toilet paper, and toilet. Then wait next to the guys portapotty saying i'm waiting for my friend, and the girl will come out within seconds saying someone pissed all over with a disgusted face. I would also do that, and tell guy to go in the girls bathroom after i pissed all over, and tell them how messy girls really are.

    Douchebaggish, eh

    Discuss what I did and add what you do/did
     
  2. seamonster66

    seamonster66 discount dracula

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    you are a retard
     
  3. DroopySnoopy

    DroopySnoopy The ORIGINAL Dr. Droop

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    That seriously is rough. But I suppose someone out there has done worse. Not me though.
     
  4. zen_arcade

    zen_arcade Banned

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    what is the matter with this guy...
     
  5. DroopySnoopy

    DroopySnoopy The ORIGINAL Dr. Droop

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    I dunno, but when I was in school, I spent all my time in the restroom banging cheerleaders. True story.
     
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