Today's second floor men's room aroma
It's been a while since I brought back this ever popular segment of the blog. This afternoon I walked in the men's room and it was like someone took a turd and stuck in my mouth and used his hand to force me to chew like you do with a dog when you have to give him a pill.
I as I got the hell out of there another homeless guy walked in, grimaced and said, "damn, man! Flush!" I was afraid to open my mouth to agree with his proper solution.