Friday, October 31, 2008

Peace in the Middle Stall

I ate something that's given me a case of the runs. Yeah so what! We all get the runs.

I won't get into the details of what came out.

The Nazarene and I were in the restroom, each in our own stall of course, dropping bombs on your moms, killing car alarms.

After I had finished (this was my 3rd trip to the restroom), I was at the sink washing my hands. I look in the direction of where my Jewish side kick was doing his business and I noticed him putting his shirt back on.

PLOP!

When we met at the sink I asked him:

"Did you just put your shirt back on?"

He replied nonchalantly:

"Yes."

Like whatever. Like it's normal to take your shirt off when dropping a duece.

At this point, I'm trying to hold in the laughter at the thought of a half naked Jew.

He looks at me and says:

"You gotta relax in there. It's like 5 minutes of peace."

Spoken like a true Jew.

My only question is......where do you put the shirt?

2 comments:

Freddy DoRight said...

There is some weird sense of peace being naked and taking a shite...but I'm not too sure about doing it in public restrooms...

Anonymous said...

Most stalls have little hooks on the door that I can only conclude are for your shirt. I've taken my shirt off once or twice, but only for the effect of seeing my pooping partners reaction as I immerge from the throne.