While we're on the subject of public crappers...
My brother in law has a story from a few years back where he was using one in a bus station and the door couldn't be locked. He was the only person in the bog so felt fairly safe to take his time.
After a couple of minutes he heard footsteps on the stone stairs so paused to see what would happen. It went silent for a bit and his door started opening slowly so he kicked it to hear a scream, crying and somebody running away.
He carefully opened the door to see an ice cream cone splattered all over the floor and a flake over by the stairs!!!
It had obviously been some kid wanting to use the bog, feeling a bit nervous so they edged the door open to be greeted by their ice cream mysteriously exploding all over them!
...well I laughed anyway!
Anyway, my point is...actually I don't have one! I think that was teh whole thing really, I'll leave now!
My brother in law has a story from a few years back where he was using one in a bus station and the door couldn't be locked. He was the only person in the bog so felt fairly safe to take his time.
After a couple of minutes he heard footsteps on the stone stairs so paused to see what would happen. It went silent for a bit and his door started opening slowly so he kicked it to hear a scream, crying and somebody running away.
He carefully opened the door to see an ice cream cone splattered all over the floor and a flake over by the stairs!!!
It had obviously been some kid wanting to use the bog, feeling a bit nervous so they edged the door open to be greeted by their ice cream mysteriously exploding all over them!

...well I laughed anyway!

Anyway, my point is...actually I don't have one! I think that was teh whole thing really, I'll leave now!
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