Red Mosquito

Chris_H_2 wrote:I think you may be lying again spike.

spike wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:I think you may be lying again spike.

Sorry to disappoint. I don’t like bathroom tap water either.

spike wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:I think you may be lying again spike.

Sorry to disappoint. I don’t like bathroom tap water either.

JuanHamm wrote:

dad wrote:lots of civilized people in this thread.

Yeah and you

JuanHamm wrote:

spike wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:I think you may be lying again spike.

Sorry to disappoint. I don’t like bathroom tap water either.

I just know there's something gross about you. We'll get to the bottom of it one day.

spike wrote:

JuanHamm wrote:

spike wrote:Not sure why this is gross.

People poop in there, spike

The poop drops into water, then hopefully you close the lid before flushing to nearly negate any flying poop particles.

Stoner wrote:

spike wrote:

JuanHamm wrote:

spike wrote:Not sure why this is gross.

People poop in there, spike

The poop drops into water, then hopefully you close the lid before flushing to nearly negate any flying poop particles.

I like to watch the brown go down to make sure it gets where it's going. You are setting yourself up for a bathroom flooded with poop water.

spike wrote:

Stoner wrote:

spike wrote:

JuanHamm wrote:

spike wrote:Not sure why this is gross.

People poop in there, spike

The poop drops into water, then hopefully you close the lid before flushing to nearly negate any flying poop particles.

I like to watch the brown go down to make sure it gets where it's going. You are setting yourself up for a bathroom flooded with poop water.

You might be more contaminated than dad!

dad wrote:what's worse?

taking food and drink with you into a bathroom, or not washing your hands after peeing or pooping?

dad wrote:what's worse?

taking food and drink with you into a bathroom, or not washing your hands after peeing or pooping?

spike wrote:

dad wrote:what's worse?

taking food and drink with you into a bathroom, or not washing your hands after peeing or pooping?

asking for a friend?

doug rr wrote:i keep my water on a side table next to the bed..i have a weird phobia about drinking water from the bathroom sink..i can't explain it

dad wrote:i would not be surprised if anyone here has eaten whilst pooping, or at minimum, brought food into the bathroom.

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

spike wrote:wease triggered lol