The Wife is into making jewelry and she is getting pretty good at it. After we ate lunch today, she needed to go to the bead store so she can make my younger niece a necklace. We walked around and all of the sudden, I felt the "urge" to find a bathroom. I've thrown off my digestive system this week by eating bad. I walk down a hall way and there are two rooms; Dolls and Mails, I choose Mails. I walk into the stall and I see the picture to the left. "Wait, am I in the right bathroom?" I walk out of the stall and see a urinal, I then open the door and see a picture of a guy on the door. "I guess, I'm in the right bathroom," so I go head and do my business. Do you know how hard it is to have a punch of model type guys staring at you while you go? I know it's a bead store, but come on, husbands are forced to go there so much, they have a couch for us. Why not put a few women on the wall to balance it out. I don't want Johnny Depp looking at me while I'm "dropping it on the ones." (that was for you DCZ) Please local bead store, I know you are staffed by all women, but give me a hand here and take down some of the guys, especial the guy with the weird six pack on the left.
Showing posts with label Gas station bathrooms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gas station bathrooms. Show all posts
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Am I in the Right Bathroom?
The Wife is into making jewelry and she is getting pretty good at it. After we ate lunch today, she needed to go to the bead store so she can make my younger niece a necklace. We walked around and all of the sudden, I felt the "urge" to find a bathroom. I've thrown off my digestive system this week by eating bad. I walk down a hall way and there are two rooms; Dolls and Mails, I choose Mails. I walk into the stall and I see the picture to the left. "Wait, am I in the right bathroom?" I walk out of the stall and see a urinal, I then open the door and see a picture of a guy on the door. "I guess, I'm in the right bathroom," so I go head and do my business. Do you know how hard it is to have a punch of model type guys staring at you while you go? I know it's a bead store, but come on, husbands are forced to go there so much, they have a couch for us. Why not put a few women on the wall to balance it out. I don't want Johnny Depp looking at me while I'm "dropping it on the ones." (that was for you DCZ) Please local bead store, I know you are staffed by all women, but give me a hand here and take down some of the guys, especial the guy with the weird six pack on the left.
Labels:
Gas station bathrooms,
mens room,
models
Friday, February 02, 2007
Bathroom Reading

A while back I took this picture in a local gas station bathroom. With my job involving me driving a lot, I see a lot of graffiti. Most is call Susie/Bob for a good time, random "gang" stuff, I heart Lafonda. Every once in a while you will see the above, but what I enjoyed is that someone scratched out Bush and put Clinton. This country is divided down political lines right now and this little message says it all, in my opinion both are knuckleheads either one will go down in history as a great President. I don't think we have a non bottom feeding President since Kennedy and truthfully I'm not a Kennedy fan, but here is my thing. I wanted to cross out Clinton and put something like Van Buren, Taft, or Millard Fillmore.
Then I realized something, I don't really agree with graffiti, I also don't have a sharpie on me and finally will anyone get my joke. Over half will think Millard Fillmore is some guy in Fuquay Varina. "Hey ain't Millard that guy with the lazy eye in Fuquay?" I don't think most American's can name half of our 43 presidents. So my joke would have been wasted unless the random high school history teacher happens by. So hopefully in between surfing of porn, people will stop by and get the joke, or I get the random kid looking for research on a Van Buren and if so Van Buren had some awesome mutton chops and was the First Vice President to be elected President, the only other was George H. W. Bush (this Bush not the current one). Remember knowing is half the battle. GO G.I. JOE!
Labels:
Fillmore,
Gas station bathrooms,
Presidents,
Taft,
Van Buren
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