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Hoses of the Holy in the Parallel Universe

December 15, 2005

No toilets

The toilets are broken in the office.

The nearest functional ones are on a different floor of the building.

You already know that I'm frightened of the toilets at work because they are so exposed. It's like dangling your bits in the mouth of an especially grumpy Yorkshire Terrier.

There's only one thing worse than having to resort to public toilets though, and that is having to treck half way across the world to use somebody else's public toilet.

It also means that there will be over 40 people competing for the same cubicle.

And that in turn means it is statistically guaranteed that the person who has a dead rat up his arse will have contaminated the air in there.


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