Blame It On The A..A..A..A..A..Ass

Okay. I’m at the Pavilion now and Wifey’s out there somewhere browsing through women’s stuff while I do the D here inside Parkson’s toilet booth. It’s nice in here. It smells nice unlike the ones out there that a million people would be shittin’ in everyday. Despite my crap being runny due to last night’s dinner sambal, I can hardly smell anything funny.

So, if you’re here in the future and suddenly have the urge to poo, I’d expect you’d already know what to do.

Parkson – a great department store with nice smelling toilets.

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