Posted: 11/14/2011 8:51:28 PM EDT
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upperdecking a toilet.
The bestbuy thread talked about this. I don't google anything I don't know that I hear on arfcom. |
| Ya know this is just one of those things I could see ending badly. Your squatting over the tank putting in work, one slip of a foot and you fall. Wedging yourself between the toilet and the stall. Pants around you ankles. A big'ol dook sliding down your leg. You've twisted your knee. Can't move. Have to call for help. Somebody finally jimmy's the door open, and of course snap a few pics with the phone camera before attempting to help pry your crap covered broken carcass out of the bathroom. Just sayin. |
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Ya know this is just one of those things I could see ending badly. Your squatting over the tank putting in work, one slip of a foot and you fall. Wedging yourself between the toilet and the stall. Pants around you ankles. A big'ol dook sliding down your leg. You've twisted your knee. Can't move. Have to call for help. Somebody finally jimmy's the door open, and of course snap a few pics with the phone camera before attempting to help pry your crap covered broken carcass out of the bathroom. Just sayin. I'll bow to the voice of experience. 
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Quoted: Ya know this is just one of those things I could see ending badly. Your squatting over the tank putting in work, one slip of a foot and you fall. Wedging yourself between the toilet and the stall. Pants around you ankles. A big'ol dook sliding down your leg. You've twisted your knee. Can't move. Have to call for help. Somebody finally jimmy's the door open, and of course snap a few pics with the phone camera before attempting to help pry your crap covered broken carcass out of the bathroom. Just sayin. Only inexperienced amateurs do this. Real upperdeckers drop their pickle on a pad of folded TP, and then drop it into the tank. |
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Ya know this is just one of those things I could see ending badly. Your squatting over the tank putting in work, one slip of a foot and you fall. Wedging yourself between the toilet and the stall. Pants around you ankles. A big'ol dook sliding down your leg. You've twisted your knee. Can't move. Have to call for help. Somebody finally jimmy's the door open, and of course snap a few pics with the phone camera before attempting to help pry your crap covered broken carcass out of the bathroom. Just sayin. I'll bow to the voice of experience. 
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