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Someone once pooped in a urinal at our school once.
I felt sorry for the janitor.
Now you might all think we've given up finding out who crapped in the urinal. M'kay? And maybe, maybe you think it's a victimless crime. Think about Mr. Venezuela, the school janitor. Okay? He's the person... who has to clean up... when some trickster... drops a dook in the wrong toilet! Mr. Venezuela makes six bucks an hour at best! Okay? He's got three kids at home, he's got a car that barely works, he's gotta clean up puke with sawdust, m'kay, then he walks into the boys' room and sees a big meaty chud starin' 'him in the face! So when you crapped in that urinal, m'kay, you might as well have just drropped your pants, and laid a turd right on top of Mr. Venezuela's head!