At 03:05 PM 6/13/02, Julia Thompson wrote: > > >The toilets in our new house are Toto. > > >None of them have been put to > > >the ultimate test > > > > I'm not going to ask. > >It involves a fair quantity of toilet paper, and that's about as much as >anyone really wants to know.
Or perhaps an incident I later recalled would qualify: One day while in the Air Force I went to the Officer's Club for lunch and had their well-known chili burrito. Later that evening, I was sitting quietly at home when I had a sudden urge to run to the bathroom. Among the detritus, I noticed fragments of the burrito from lunch, which is why I mentioned it above. For the rest of the night, the sudden urge was repeated every few minutes, with the only surprise being which end of the alimentary tract something would come rushing out of when I got there. After a restless night, the next morning I went to the clinic at the base hospital, where I received the helpful diagnosis, "It looks like you ate something that made you sick." I did finally get better after a couple of more days. --Ronn! :) "Bathroom humor is an American-Standard."
