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When I was little my mom took me school clothes shopping at JCPenneys, and I had to take a lactose-intolerance induced dookie. So we found some bathroom and I went in to handle my business like a little man and all. I'm in there reading all this shit on the stall walls about "meet me here on 3/16 at 3:00 if you want it in the ass" and things like that. Then I hear these noises that I wasn't used to hearing, peer under the stall and notice a few stalls over two sets of feet with their pants around the ankles faced in the same direction. Years later in a sociology class I learned about "tea rooms" and realized that that's what it was. Seen kids passed out on the floor at raves a couple times, with people pissing on them and all that, and running their pockets. Very un-PLURish. My sister works as a tickettaker on the railroad, she said there was this one person who they could never catch, he'd (assuming it's a he) go in the bathroom on the train and smear what looked like a weeks worth of shit all over the wall. Saw a girl getting done by 4 guys in a bathroom at a party once, then found out a couple years later she jetted to Italy and joined a convent. Couldn't figure that one out.

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