Bathroom Observation (AKA Toilet Humour)
Okay, am I the only one amazed at how long it takes seemingly empty containers of bathroom goods to actually run out?
Here's my thought process with regards to these magical toiletries -
'Shampoo, my god, how long has it been upside down like that? A week? Will I manage to shake enough out? Yes! Just enough. Bonus!' '
'Shaving foam, jesus that fucker is light, is there going to be enough? Yes there is! Rock on!' *Wipes forehead* *Forehead now has shaving foam on it*
'Okay, tooth paste, fuck me it's scrunched up to hell, there wont be enough will there? Oh my god there is! Awesome. '
'Deodorant, hmmm, the roller ball is a bit dry... yes! Just enough.'
'I was lucky there but I really must go shopping tomorrow and pick up necessary toiletries'.
That was five days ago! Every morning im still getting away with it, my toiletries must have the same technology as Dr.Whos tardis. I should buy more today but I can't shake the feeling that buying more will somehow negate the bottomless phenomena which is currently happening in my bathroom (restroom if you're American or 'the pisser' if you've had a few beers).
Dare I go another day? Shall I attempt the greatest toilet experiment of the 21st century (not sure how many toilet experiments there have been to be honest, I'd guess not many) and see how long I can go? Im tempted to give it a go, for no other reason than the spice it will add to my daily life.
Leave words of encouragement or similar experiences in the comments box. If you're not really bothered and frankly I couldn't blame you, I mean, bottomless toiletries? Sounds like the ramblings of someone whos sniffed too much toilet duck, then just errr.... don't leave a comment, I won't mind, it's all just a bit of fun.
Here's my thought process with regards to these magical toiletries -
'Shampoo, my god, how long has it been upside down like that? A week? Will I manage to shake enough out? Yes! Just enough. Bonus!' '
'Shaving foam, jesus that fucker is light, is there going to be enough? Yes there is! Rock on!' *Wipes forehead* *Forehead now has shaving foam on it*
'Okay, tooth paste, fuck me it's scrunched up to hell, there wont be enough will there? Oh my god there is! Awesome. '
'Deodorant, hmmm, the roller ball is a bit dry... yes! Just enough.'
'I was lucky there but I really must go shopping tomorrow and pick up necessary toiletries'.
That was five days ago! Every morning im still getting away with it, my toiletries must have the same technology as Dr.Whos tardis. I should buy more today but I can't shake the feeling that buying more will somehow negate the bottomless phenomena which is currently happening in my bathroom (restroom if you're American or 'the pisser' if you've had a few beers).
Dare I go another day? Shall I attempt the greatest toilet experiment of the 21st century (not sure how many toilet experiments there have been to be honest, I'd guess not many) and see how long I can go? Im tempted to give it a go, for no other reason than the spice it will add to my daily life.
Leave words of encouragement or similar experiences in the comments box. If you're not really bothered and frankly I couldn't blame you, I mean, bottomless toiletries? Sounds like the ramblings of someone whos sniffed too much toilet duck, then just errr.... don't leave a comment, I won't mind, it's all just a bit of fun.
i agree about the toothpaste and the deo. i chuck deo bottles after a while - get bored of the same odour - even if they aren't empty. and nice blog - read some earlier posts.
Posted by Marvin | 12:57 AM
An interesting experiment could be to see how long you can go without having to 'go'.
Posted by Anonymous | 2:54 AM
I call it bathroom..does this mean I'm european ? ( restrooms are at gas stations )
I always thought it meant I was a country hick..
Posted by Cynnie | 3:47 AM
Im now thoroughly confused as to the proper terminology. I always thought it was bathroom if there was a bath in there or just toilet if it is merely a toilet. I considerd Restroom to be the American word for either. My world has been rocked by this revelation.
Posted by The Wanted Man | 8:36 AM
In Cath school, they called 'em "lavatories", which always made me think I should do experiments or something whilst going.
Most American guys call it the "John". Why? Who the hekk knows...
Groovy observations though.
Posted by Michael Bains | 4:54 AM