THERE IS NOTHING LOWER

Toilet-part rustlers.

Comments

[wickedwitch]

what kind of crap is this?

[Bãrön vønKlýff]

"Left in the lurch" isn't quite the euphemism I would use.

"Up sh!t creek without a handle" would be more like it.

[Betsy]

"If they see someone in street clothes fixing a bathroom on the weekend, there's a problem."

Monday through Friday, though....that's ok. Those are our management interns.

[Heinrich the Lab Rat]

Pssst!
The interns are the ones taking the parts so they have something to show that they were productive, showed initiative and were able to be better than the schmucks who didn't manage to have the contacts to swing an internship.

[Mot the Hoople]

I cannot think of a more dastardly deed than pilfering the pottie plumbing.

[Meanie the Blue]

Death by swirlie to the lot of them!

[Siouxie]

So what's the big deal?? People don't flush anyways...have you seen some of those public bathrooms??? EWW

[Mikey123]

Siouxie,

I think that is why some bathrrom have those automatic flusher "thingy" (That is a technical term we physics people use a lot as in, "What happens if we turn on the nuclear accelerator thingy while Bob is gone?")

I think it detects your butt moving off of the seat and flushes.

[Cat R.]

[O/T] (Today in Northern Illinois...)

Here we come
Crawling up your tree
We get the funniest looks from
Everyone we see

Hey, Hey, we're cicadas!
In biblical proportions arrive
We're dodging birds and squirrels
And trying hard to stay alive

Anytime
Or anywhere
You'll be walking your dog and
We're flying in your hair!

Hey, Hey, we're cicadas!
We've had a seventeen year nap
And now we're back to tell you
You'd better wear a baseball cap

Just Mother Nature
Showing us her thing
Emerge, mate, and lay eggs now
Just wait until you hear us sing!

Hey, Hey, we're cicadas!
So laugh and take it all in stride
We'll be gone before you know it
So suck it up, enjoy the ride!

(Can't blog from work so just thought I'd share our Illinois joy with you today. Carry on.)
[end O/T]

[the world has a fivver]

often leaving restroom users in the lurch when they reach for that flush handle or button.

Now really, if I get as far as reaching for the flush handle and nothing happens, it's kind of an "Oh, well' moment. Hardly being left in the lurch...

[Siouxie]

Mikey, those bathrooms are usually the ones I'll use.

Icky poo!

and LOL Cat...good one!!

[Bethie]

Guess they'll have to go with the old cheap hotel trick and bolt everything down.

[DeskDiva]

Criminals with a heart:

"On Mother's Day, they burglarized two men's restrooms, taking parts from four toilets and two urinals at Hollywood North Beach Park."

Awwwww. At least they let the mommies go in peace.

[mm]

well they could go back to the old multi-stall outhouse versions they used to have. Very fragrant. But nothing worth stealing.

[ScottMGS]

Are they sure these disappearances couldn't be the result of spontaneous combustion? After all, this is in range of the Florida Weirdness Magnet, right?

Good one, Cat R. I caught the tune right away, which, no doubt, puts me in a very small age bracket. Oh, and thanks for the earworm.

[ScottMGS]

mm - Stalls? Stalls!?! Why, when I was knee-high to a grasshopper we had ta use the outhouse when we were visitin' my grandparents at the lake in the summer. It had two sittin'-holes and a bigger stand-up hole and there weren't no stall walls! Heck, the whole thing woulda been about as big as one and a half of these luxury condo stalls ya get these days. At night, we us wee ones couldn't go all the way to the outhouse we had a canopy (say it slowly) to go in and we had to empty it the next morning. The only thing to steal woulda been the TP and there wouldn't be much point in that 'cause there weren't nowhere else to use it!

(ISIANMTU)

[mm]

ScottMGS - ISIANMTU - when I was a young 'un, at the amusement park near my grandparents, the public restroom was essentially a huge outhouse divided down the middle men to the right, women to the left. There were crude stalls roughed in for a little privacy, but that was it. All of the "seats" dropped into one huge communal hole, and the fragrance was...heady.

[ScottMGS]

I know *exactly* what you mean, mm. Exactly.