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Originally Posted by Dohhunter
And there was no fucking toilet paper.
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But of course there was no tp. Chocolate icing on the cake.
Both of these stories are horrendous and I applaud anyone that can keep a level head during such a catastrophic event.
At least the Ryan's story ended on a good note. It could have been much, much worse. Imagine trying to stand up with a pile of vomit in your drawers (awkward) and them slipping on the shit/vomit cocktail, thus sending you in a downward spiral and slamming your skull into the porcelain, resulting in a state of unconsciousness. 45 minutes later you wake up out of you shit induced vomit coma while being dragged out of the stall by EMT's that were also there partaking of Ryan's Wednesday night special. Now this is after after Little Johnny and Grandpa notified management that there was "a situation that cannot be described in words "(at least inside the restaurant while people are enjoying their dinner) that has occurred in one of the bathroom stalls.
WAR Naked, smelly man in bathroom stall