He was in there for a few minutes and then made a beeline for the door. I stopped him and asked what the accident was, and he stammered out “a loss of bowel control”. That’s right, he shit his pants and used our shower instead of his.
He was in there for a few minutes and then made a beeline for the door. I stopped him and asked what the accident was, and he stammered out “a loss of bowel control”. That’s right, he shit his pants and used our shower instead of his.
dying at the cop-speak for shitting pants
"a me-involved loss of bowel control" defund the poolice
BRUH
To his credit, he didn’t use our towels, and his sister gave us each $50 off our rent for the next year. Still, not a great way to figure out that if you paid me $600 you could surprise me with something like shitting your pants and using my shower without telling me.
A corporate landlord would have probably made you submit a rebate.