BigDov said:Well apparently I must be a rare gay guy or something........ I don't take it in the ass, I don't go down on dudes, and I love looking at women. wtf is wrong with me??
BigDov said:Some of you saw this comment made by my pal jathon0815 over in the PG:
and it seemed to be of some sort of interest. Not sure why, but whatever floats your boat I guess So here's how it went..............
I had to use the restroom, so I got up from my desk, and off I went. I got in, and there was someone in one of the stalls; no problem, I didn't need the stall anyway, so I didn't care. I'm standing there taking care of my business, and I start hearing some strange groans coming from the stall. Right next to me. *uuuuh* *mmmmhff* *uuuuuuuh* that kind of strange groan. I'm like Trying to hurry up and just get done and get the hell out of there, I start hearing this CLINK! CLANK! CLINK!, and again I kind of wonder what the hell is going on. I realize it's a belt buckle swinging furiously back and forth. I kind of think to myself, wow, that dude must be scrubbing the holy hell out of his ass or something. But then something clicks- the moans are getting louder, the belt's swinging back and forth even faster and I had to keep myself from laughing- HOLY SHIT HE'S SITTING IN THE CRAPPER JACKING OFF!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAH
So, I'm done doing what I needed to do in there, I flush, freak boy doesn't even break his stride, and I turn around to wash my hands and that's when it happens- I hope you all remember the neat little trick of looking through a pinhole and it allows you to see more than you expected- the crack between the door and the doorframe is just like a peephole. Horror of horrors!! It's the ugly pimply-faced security gaurd tugging one out!!!! GAH! I finish washing my hands, run out of the bathroom and just start laughing my ass off. Of course, I go share it with a couple friends and we're all just dying........... it gets around to the boss, it gets to his boss, he gets fired. Oops.
I had to have a discussion with his boss, the head of security, about it. He said that he wasn't all that surprised about it because they'd been finding odd little deposits in the lobby bathroom (jathon and 3_ft_9 you listening ??) toilet and had a hunch it was him leaving them. What's hysterical about the discussion, is the head security guy is an ordained pastor of some sort and he has a thick east coast accent, and he says to me, "I just can't allow my guys to be joikin' off in the baaathrooms, it's not good praaaactice" I started giggling about it and pretty soon we were both just in hysterics.
Yeah, it sucks the dude lost his job and all, but I'm a little more careful about my bathroom visits these days.