True story. (Then again, pretty much everything here is.)
I don’t know what could have prompted enough of an emergency so that it couldn’t wait until afterwards, but minor enough where he could take his time “fighting the good fight.” Then again, I figure one could get bored in there depending on the battle taking place and eventually think, “Hey, why not.”
Or maybe he’s blogging/twitter-ing that he’s pooing.
why are you even listening in? you nosy mother. i text, talk on the phone, go on the internet, read, breakdance, perform cooking classes and do handstands while i take a shit. this is nothing.
i also do not like that you did not sneak in ONE fart onomatopoeia. AND, you left the sink water running while you acknowledged, snickered, scratched your face while being confused, further creepily listening in on the dude sink his ship, and i’m guessing staring at the guy walk by (aka the whole time)? …way to waste water, jerk!!!
Ewwwww! The guy didn’t even wash his hands!
why don’t you love me?
http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2008/04/23/le-twittre/
One story told from two sides?