Monday, April 4, 2005

After I'm gone...

...who'll clean Bob's blood, doo-doo, and skin off the toilet seat every day?

4 comments:

  1. What?!? You had to do things like that? What is your boss, a leper?

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  2. Bob's not my boss.

    And no, I guess I didn't have to, but I didn't want to sit on the toilet when it looked like that, either...;P

    I actually cleaned it twice today, because it was gross before Bob got to it. Then he said something like "Let me go use the restroom real quick" and I had to stifle a groan...

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  3. Oh, also, Bob's not a leper, but he does have a skin condition.

    As for the doo-doo, well, he is an older gentleman.

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  4. Yes...disgusting, isn't it?

    I guess I was feeling annoyance and revulsion yesterday after having to clean the toilet yet again, so I decided to let my readers share that experience with me.

    Fortunately, after this week is over...never again!

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