Ah, yeah, you mean the puddle in the gas station bathroom that I never seem to notice until I have a mysterious wet spot on my pants and have to walk around with what’s probably somebody else’s slowly-drying body fluids on my leg?
Excuse me while I burn those pants and bathe in bleach.
Don’t use the toilet water, dip it in the mysterious puddle on the floor bordering the neighboring stall. Way better that way.
Ah, yeah, you mean the puddle in the gas station bathroom that I never seem to notice until I have a mysterious wet spot on my pants and have to walk around with what’s probably somebody else’s slowly-drying body fluids on my leg?
Excuse me while I burn those pants and bathe in bleach.