Warm Seats

Everyone has had this happen to them, you go in for a trip to d-town and you get ready, undo your pants, turn around and sit and the seat is warm... You know instantly that some one has just left the toilet. You think oh man what if it was that gross dude in Accounting who always eats fast food, the smell of the last person is still lingering around and you wonder what did I do to deserve this, can't I get my own private work bathroom, I am the mayor for Christ sake(well i am the only one who thinks about being the mayor cuz i am the only mayor of Dump-Town) Anyways you all know it and hate... the warm seat was my number 96th trip of the year.