- Jun 8, 2005
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Perhaps I should clarify my position. Public restroom hygiene is virtually the only area of my life in which I go to these extremes. I have no problem sitting on a log and punching out a loaf in the woods. I can work all day in the yard and still eat a baloney sandwich with dirty hands. My dog sleeps next to me every night. I will give any random honey who requests one a big wet kiss on the mouth. But when it comes to entering and using a room specifically designed for dudes...and only dudes...to have contact with their junk and/or feces I am FORCED to use extraordinary measures to ensure my own personal cleanliness. ESPECIALLY now that I've read some of the posts from you nasty F-ers. If that makes me OCD then color me OCD proud, baby.
Exactly. I don't mind pooping in the woods. I do mind pooping on the lid that I'm 100% sure someone else peed on.