I wish I could show you where this unholy place is on a map. Not because I want to help you find this stinking, wretched 50 square feet of shame. Nor is it because I want to be able to say that I've personally visited this particular gateway to Hell.No, the real reason I would like to know the exact location of the shitter to end all shitters is because I would like to be sure to keep myself at least 300 miles away from this place at all times.
I know, I know. How can an e. coli infested, Hep A breeding ground like this possibly harm me if I never step foot in the place? Good question, my friend. I have an even better answer: If there exists a community that can be home to this Nightmare Toilet, I want nothing to do with it. Think about it. Someone used (and maybe still uses) this room. That person lives somewhere, maybe a town. They have a job in that town, they have friends in that town. They shake hands with people, have relationships with people, maybe even... make sweet, dirty love to people. Man, there's probably fecal matter from this bathroom spread out over the entire county.
Nuh-uh. No way. I want no part of that. Three hundred miles. Minimum.
P.S. I don't actually know where this toilet is, so if you do know please email me ASAP.
Nightmare does not even begin to describe this...this...OMG I don't even have words for this. And did you note in the midst of all that filth you have the pristine white and gleaming roll of toilet paper? That tells me your suspicions are true...it is indeed still in use *shudders*
ReplyDeleteThere's a mop right there! Right fucking there! Why doesn't anybody use it!?
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