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Charlie Hatton
Brookline, MA
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Howdy, friendly reading person!Ah, yes, back to the office today, where I’m reminded once again of one of life’s eternal truths:
‘The only thing worse than a really, really cold toilet seat in the comfort of your own home is a really really warm one anywhere else.‘
So, many thanks to whoever it was that had a nice sitdown in the loo before me — thanks for leaving your rather remarkable body heat, and that curly little hair on the seat rim, and those three drops of unidentified liquid on the stall floor.
I shall remember you fondly, mysterious stranger, as I recover from the screaming bathroom willies I’m just about to endure. Once again, thanks so much. No, really.
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yuk. just. yuk.
At least it was a dry heat.
Even worse?
Sticky public toilet seat. Nothing makes me scream like a girl faster than plopping down on a toilet and feeling the seat stick to my ass!
Ewww, gross. It doesn’t get much worse than a involuntarily sharing a stranger’s ass heat.
To Mark and Jeff: Eew.