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IRONY:
If most of your home team's players are recruited from rival cities, then who are you actually cheering for?
This may not clear anyone's path to joy, but here goes:
When a fly lands on you in a public bathroom, you know it's got a history. How long has it been flying around in there and what surfaces has it touched? And with your hands busy elsewhere, you can't swat that fly away so easily, not without peeing on your shoes.
Bathroom flies seem a far more aggressive strain, in my opinion. Perhaps they've been eating shit for too long and now, it's payback! The worst is, they're always trying to land on your face because they know that it pisses you off. My advice? Hold it in till you get home. (C'mon, it's only two weeks!)
And further on the topic of toilet humour:
I've come to the startling realization that the first and last surface we touch after using the toilet is the handle on the sink. There you are, meticulously scrubbing all those unmentionable nasties from your sinful hands, and just before you reach for the towel to dry them off, you touch the same surface you touched when your hands were full of poo! (Oh, so that's what that roll of paper on the wall is for?)