Drop It Like It’s Hot.

Ever hold on so long you just knew you were going to split? I’m sure we’ve all been there. I just happened to catch the tale end of a couple of these episodes. Anyway, I know its crude and what not, but I’ve got these pictures on my computer and I can’t NOT share them; so read on.

Somewhere between DFW airport and Japan an age old tale plays out…

We’re almost there, I can hold it for a real bathroom.  Toilets on planes are too small and this late in an international flight they’ll be dirty…  I can hold it.  OK final approach, doing good, just a little longer.  I’m sure they’ll have a restroom before customs, I’m sure.  OK common common, let us off the plaaane.  RestroomRestroomRestroom, TOILET, home free…

Strait out of the international terminal in Tokyo, Japan awaits one lucky business man’s first encounter with a traditional Japanese toilet.  Don’t worry your aim will improve with practice, I promise.  Shoe shine, Sir?

A few miles away, a classic highway late night travelers gas station nightmare.  Somewhere between Dallas and Indianapolis one trusty traveler met Murphy himself, looked him strait in the eye and left a nicely formed poo on the floor.  Way to stick it to the man.



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Wednesday, December 17th, 2008 at 8:52 pm in category blog

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