Hello, Marianne. Welcome to the men's room.

Hola, boys. Hola. Hey, oh, man, I worked at the most bizarre

genist office ever. I was a front office

gal. And one day this little lady, a little lady, I mean,

couldn't weigh more than a hundred pounds, walked in and

she goes, can I please use your bathroom? It's like sure. It's

right there. She walks in there. And it's like 10, 15 minutes

and it's like, okay, she walks out and she doesn't look up

or say anything. She just walks out the door. I thought, okay,

and I walked in there. Oh, my God, there was poo everywhere. I

mean, that lady was in a squallhead. It was on the walls on

the mirror. It was all over. And I was the one that had to clean

it up. And I swear to God, there's nothing worse than having

a puke in a toilet that has somebody else's poo in it.

It was like so bad, so bad. I mean, the stink, it was like, I

mean, it was coming out the door. And I mean, his other patients

coming in the office is like, you know, and my boss is looking at

me like, okay, you could clean it up. I'm like, what? We didn't

have a clear. Anyway, so I mean, that I, oh, oh, my God, it was

like the worst. I don't, I don't think I've ever seen anything

like that. I've had two kids and they've never exploded like

that. You know, anyway, so there was that one. And then the

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