How do I reclaim my man space?

[martybabe]

Fer heavens sake is nothing sacred...I've got a toilet, a proper man's toilet where the toilet roll is never replaced, where I can sit in piece and do what men do, with oily stains round the sink form half washed hands and a reassuring dripping cistern No need to close the door on this little bit of real estate, it looks out into a man's garage full of motor bikes and muddy mountain bikes and tools and such.

The garage doors are seldom closed and I can look down the valley and marvel at the windswept palm trees and watch the traffic go about it's business, as I go about mine, thinking about the important things that women can't comprehend such as what bike to have next, how far can you actually throw a wayward computer and if you've got a flat tyre on a 4x4 is it a 3x4 or a 4x3, important things!!

Well that was two weeks ago, two weeks ago when everything was hunky bloomin dory in my little macho bolt hole but no more my friends tis no more.

The sister in Law has moved into the servant's quarters and I'm pretty pleased with the arrangement but slowly and surely, day by day, little things have been changing in Marty's bog. Subtle changes at first, soap ! ffs, spare toilet roll, air freshener!! a bloody towel even! hopping I wouldn't notice but the battle lines have been drawn now, no going back, the bird has crossed the line :Pokey:

She's only proposing to change the toilet mat! yeah, you read it right, the toilet mat, the soul of any toilet, been there since the house was built, it served the mighty Samoans before me, it's survived earthquakes, drunken wee wee competitions, oil, blood, ant infestations and yada yada yada, it's fookin history right there on the floor, Biiaaaatccchhhhh!

Come on guys, how the hell do I reclaim what's rightfully mine, how do I get my cave back, I hunt, I gather and I have a right to womans, eggs, and somewhere filthy to crapola in manly bliss. She'll wanna clean the bastard BBQ next :baby: How do I fill the place with luffly Testosterone once more and put the ying and yang back in the universe. :laugh:

[duckonin]

Ha Ha...Enjoy being pampered while it lasts, having spare paper in the bog is good beats rushing in then saying at the end buggar, pants up around knees hopping off to find some..Kick back enjoy as most good things come to an end sooner or later....:clap:

[PrincessBandit]

Eat more fibre and regularly nuke it so that the fumes are so bad they won't want to go near it???
Or install a family of tarantulas to scare them off.....

[Trudes]

Eat more fibre and regularly nuke it so that the fumes are so bad they won't want to go near it???


Exactly what I was thinking!!
Plant a dead rat or a fish in there somewhere or something.

[Boob Johnson]

Ha ha, great read as always Marty but I can only feel so sorry for you. Ill swap you a hormonal, moody, demanding pregnant girl friend for a nesting sister n law any day :bleh:



ps: seriously :laugh:

[Pedrostt500]

Mate, Maatee For foks sake, get rid of the air freshiner, suggest ya use a realy long pair of tongs, to do it with, I mean air freshiner in a blokes Bog, how the fook are ya sposed to find it on a dark night when there is a power cut, or some other natural disaster, like the beer fridge being empty, the next thing ya know is she will want to wipe away the oil stain that looks abit like Jimmy Hendrix on the top of the cistern, where ya once placed a used oil filter from ya bike.

[martybabe]

having spare paper in the bog is good beats rushing in then saying at the end buggar, pants up around knees hopping off to find some..Kick back enjoy as most good things come to an end sooner or later....:clap:

Haha, If I had a dollar for every time I've done that ......




Or install a family of tarantulas to scare them off.....

Thought of that but they scare me too :niceone:




Ha ha, great read as always Marty but I can only feel so sorry for you. Ill swap you a hormonal, moody, demanding pregnant girl friend for a nesting sister n law any day :bleh:



ps: seriously :laugh:


You so nice......but no, you had your fun, the hormone fest is all your doing :D


Mate, Maatee For foks sake, get rid of the air freshiner, suggest ya use a realy long pair of tongs, to do it with, I mean air freshiner in a blokes Bog, how the fook are ya sposed to find it on a dark night when there is a power cut, or some other natural disaster, like the beer fridge being empty, the next thing ya know is she will want to wipe away the oil stain that looks abit like Jimmy Hendrix on the top of the cistern, where ya once placed a used oil filter from ya bike.

It does so look like Jimmy Hendrix :clap: you must have had the pleasure of my bog before it turned into a girly pad. :apint:

[Ixion]

Easy. Porno magazines. All over the walls. And a big (well thumbed) stack on top of the cistern. And if y' can, hang around when shes in the vicinity of the adorned bog and make suggestive suggestions.

Or, alternatively hint to your wife that you think sis in law fancies you .

[Boob Johnson]

you had your fun, the hormone fest is all your doing :D
lol that's what she said :(

[Boob Johnson]

Easy. Porno magazines. All over the walls. And a big (well thumbed) stack on top of the cistern. And if y' can, hang around when shes in the vicinity of the adorned bog and make suggestive suggestions.

Or, alternatively hint to your wife that you think sis in law fancies you .
^^ Pure genius :clap:

[Pedrostt500]

remember dont use the tongs form the BBQ, as thats blokes cookery, it will affect the steak, steal a pair from the kitchen.
As for Jimmy hendrix on the cistern, this is a sighn from above that you are in a real mans bog, I bet that God, has an oil stain on the top of his bogs cistern that looks like Jimmy Hendrix, he also has Jimmy Hendrix, to compare said stain with.

[geestring]

:

yeh........ not goood. to start with just say thanx but no thanx, if she continues then, the porn photos more and more, which suprised not there any way, use the towel for your oil change, piss on the spare roll. if all that fails, get a cattle prode when ever she comes near, give her a shock. everyone needs there own space. or put her to work when she comes out that puts alot off, then she might spend more time inside trying to get the oil and shit off her hands ,from under her nails.:niceone::niceone: never give up....

[ManDownUnder]

1) Boltlock
2) Padlock
3) Sign asking if there are any questions

[Pussy]

Have a few lager and curry evenings, Mart.
And chain the seat up.

[FJRider]

Bad news old son ... your "man space" is no longer. End of story. Period. All gone. Not a happening thing..... :no: :no: :no:

But ... if she left ..... :shifty:

[jono035]

1) Boltlock
2) Padlock
3) Sign asking if there are any questions

My god man... You'd never be able to use the bloody thing while there were mates around though... At least do the decent thing and install a proper deadbolt that can only be locked with the key...

On the other hand, bolt across the door while she is in there... see how well she can survive on bog roll and air freshener...

[P38]

If your truely the Man of your Man Space.

You'd have sorted it already. :apint:

Plainly your sis in law is the Man of your Man Space.

Get used to it or sort it.

[martybabe]

Have a few lager and curry evenings, Mart.
And chain the seat up.
:sick::laugh: that's a no go John, her nickname is Bombay lil, she eats vindaloos and drinks like an alcoholic fish, my need for tha loo would be much greater.



Bad news old son ... your "man space" is no longer. End of story. Period. All gone. Not a happening thing..... :no: :no: :no:

But ... if she left ..... :shifty:

I fear you may be right old son, I just went for a waz , nearly choked on Lilly of the valley stink and came out to find she'd been listening to me tinkle, a queue out side a man bog !!! I can takes no more. Cling film over the bowl tomorrow, see how she likes them potatoes.


If your truely the Man of your Man Space.

You'd have sorted it already. :apint:

Plainly your sis in law is the Man of your Man Space.

Get used to it or sort it.

This is where men are sorted from the boys, this is where the line shall not be crossed, this is where Men shall be victorious....... THIS IS SPARTA!!!

grrrrrrr

Anyone got Chuck Norris's phone number :o

[Mikkel]

I just so happens to have a couple of left over claymore mines from the last batch - so annoying when supposed customers don't pick up their orders, but hey my bad luck is your luck...

Alternatively you could just spend a couple of minutes trying to impose a bit of order upon her quarters. I find that females really do not appreciate males trying to help them tidying up what they consider their's.

[Laava]

She'll wanna clean the bastard BBQ next :baby: :laugh:

Surely you can relent just once and let her clean the BBQ with sauages?

[martybabe]

I just so happens to have a couple of left over claymore mines from the last batch - so annoying when supposed customers don't pick up their orders, but hey my bad luck is your luck...

Alternatively you could just spend a couple of minutes trying to impose a bit of order upon her quarters. I find that females really do not appreciate males trying to help them tidying up what they consider their's.

OOH, I think you may be on to something there mate, a bit of lateral thinking, mmm, a tidy up jaunt in her squalorful accomodation, yeees I likes the sound of that, hit her where it hurts. :clap:


Surely you can relent just once and let her clean the BBQ with sauages?

I like your style Dude.

Hey, I just noticed your signature mate, we watched once were warriors yesterday and the Bride bought some eggs today cause she's fed up of the none stop demands to COOK ME SOME EGGS! :rolleyes: a small victory for MANkind eh. I love women but when you get down to it the're just not men are they???:scratch:

[Skyryder]

Mice get some mice. Toy mice pet mice dead mice fat mice any kind of mice.

After your next flush plce selected mice in the appropiate place with lid up.

If that don't work get one of those life size dolls, keep her on the toilet seat with one of those witchtes brooms placed between the legs.

But hey why not go for over kill and use both:niceone: Good luck


Skyyrder

[Mikkel]

Mice get some mice. Toy mice pet mice dead mice fat mice any kind of mice.

After your next flush plce selected mice in the appropiate place with lid up.

If that don't work get one of those life size dolls, keep her on the toilet seat with one of those witchtes brooms placed between the legs.

But hey why not go for over kill and use both:niceone: Good luck

Well, according to Brett, an appropriate shopping list would include:

-Nailgun
-Cheese
-Very hungry rat
-Chainsaw
-An unhealthy dose of psycopathic inspiration...


I still reckon the easiest approach is to start tidying her stuff up. They really hate that!

[peasea]

Fer heavens sake is nothing sacred...I've got a toilet, a proper man's toilet where the toilet roll is never replaced, where I can sit in piece and do what men do, with oily stains round the sink form half washed hands and a reassuring dripping cistern No need to close the door on this little bit of real estate, it looks out into a man's garage full of motor bikes and muddy mountain bikes and tools and such.

The garage doors are seldom closed and I can look down the valley and marvel at the windswept palm trees and watch the traffic go about it's business, as I go about mine, thinking about the important things that women can't comprehend such as what bike to have next, how far can you actually throw a wayward computer and if you've got a flat tyre on a 4x4 is it a 3x4 or a 4x3, important things!!

Well that was two weeks ago, two weeks ago when everything was hunky bloomin dory in my little macho bolt hole but no more my friends tis no more.

The sister in Law has moved into the servant's quarters and I'm pretty pleased with the arrangement but slowly and surely, day by day, little things have been changing in Marty's bog. Subtle changes at first, soap ! ffs, spare toilet roll, air freshener!! a bloody towel even! hopping I wouldn't notice but the battle lines have been drawn now, no going back, the bird has crossed the line :Pokey:

She's only proposing to change the toilet mat! yeah, you read it right, the toilet mat, the soul of any toilet, been there since the house was built, it served the mighty Samoans before me, it's survived earthquakes, drunken wee wee competitions, oil, blood, ant infestations and yada yada yada, it's fookin history right there on the floor, Biiaaaatccchhhhh!

Come on guys, how the hell do I reclaim what's rightfully mine, how do I get my cave back, I hunt, I gather and I have a right to womans, eggs, and somewhere filthy to crapola in manly bliss. She'll wanna clean the bastard BBQ next :baby: How do I fill the place with luffly Testosterone once more and put the ying and yang back in the universe. :laugh:


Take a dump on her pillow and tell her you'll stop doing that when she stays the fuck outta your space.

[Mom]

Come on Marty this is a no brainer for a clever bloke like you. If she has taken over your manly bog, then the answer is simple, you need to get your lovely bride on your side. The easiest way for this to happen is...


Turn the sheila's bog into yours :yes: They have wrecked your space, go wreck theres. Easy really, a few days of your manly influence on the "girls bog" and you will be banished back to your cave :done:

[martybabe]

Take a dump on her pillow and tell her you'll stop doing that when she stays the fuck outta your space.

A little extreme P, funny though :laugh:


Come on Marty this is a no brainer for a clever bloke like you. If she has taken over your manly bog, then the answer is simple, you need to get your lovely bride on your side. The easiest way for this to happen is...


Turn the sheila's bog into yours :yes: They have wrecked your space, go wreck theres. Easy really, a few days of your manly influence on the "girls bog" and you will be banished back to your cave :done:

Bingo, tis like an enormous penny dropping honey. Attack behind enemy lines, I don't know about reclaiming the man cave, I shall bloody well be banished to it, yehaaa it's a win win. Bless ya girl. right I'm of to stamp some authority on the Bird's bog,see how they like them tomatoes xxxxx

[yungatart]

Come on Marty this is a no brainer for a clever bloke like you. If she has taken over your manly bog, then the answer is simple, you need to get your lovely bride on your side. The easiest way for this to happen is...


Turn the sheila's bog into yours :yes: They have wrecked your space, go wreck theres. Easy really, a few days of your manly influence on the "girls bog" and you will be banished back to your cave :done:

You Bitch!:girlfight:
You stole my thunder!
That is exactly what I was going to say!

So you know, Marty, if two bitches are thinking the same thing, then it has to be right, eh? Shouldn't take days tho, with a man of your talents...a matter of mere hours, I would suggest! :niceone:

[MsKABC]

I shall bloody well be banished to it, yehaaa it's a win win. Bless ya girl.

And the beauty of it is, it will seem like their idea! :laugh:

May the force be with you!

[MSTRS]

http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/jko/lowres/jkon505l.jpg

[MsKABC]

.....

You think that's bad? Try living with someone who insists on the toilet lid being left down all the time! :rolleyes:

[Mom]

You think that's bad? Try living with someone who insists on the toilet lid being left down all the time! :rolleyes:

Have you ever put glad wrap over the toilet bowl, then put the seat down? Farken funny as :laugh:

We off to Puhoi for lunch, want to come?

[MSTRS]

You could always try painting up some pingpong balls ala...
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Pop them into the bowl - no self-respecting woman will want them looking up while she...

[MsKABC]

Have you ever put glad wrap over the toilet bowl, then put the seat down? Farken funny as :laugh:


Oooooh - good idea. :lol: Talk about missed opportunities! ;) :laugh:


We off to Puhoi for lunch, want to come?

I would love to, but there is no babysitter and I have things to do today :(

[Fatt Max]

Ah mate, this has got to the saddest story EVER on KB.

Tricky situation to resolve. Probabably the best way is to ensure herself does not want to enter the toilet in the firts place. A few suggestions are:

1. Place a sign on the dooy saying 'Dirty Protest in Progress'

2. Find a few pictures of this female and stick them on the toilet walls. Then, mix some flour and water together until it forms a spoof like consistency, flick some blobs onto the pictures and round off with a few bits of toilet paper. She will think you are having a good old sherman in there and will NEVER return.

3. A taped loop of two guys sounding like they are shagging playing continuously behind the closed door should keep her away, otherwise a mans voice and a donkey eee-ooorrr-ing would do the trick.

4. Tell her my toilet is fucked and I am on my way over now with a guts full of beer, cheese balls, a chicken vindaloo and three boiled cabbages.

Sympathise with you mate, had the same happen to me many years ago when some tart thought she would move in to my flat. Got home one night and there was a fucking pot plant in the lounge where my Turkish bong used to be. Needless to say, she was shown the door very quickly.

Good luck bro

[SARGE]

Ah mate, this has got to the saddest story EVER on KB.

Tricky situation to resolve. Probabably the best way is to ensure herself does not want to enter the toilet in the firts place. A few suggestions are:

1. Place a sign on the dooy saying 'Dirty Protest in Progress'

2. Find a few pictures of this female and stick them on the toilet walls. Then, mix some flour and water together until it forms a spoof like consistency, flick some blobs onto the pictures and round off with a few bits of toilet paper. She will think you are having a good old sherman in there and will NEVER return.

3. A taped loop of two guys sounding like they are shagging playing continuously behind the closed door should keep her away, otherwise a mans voice and a donkey eee-ooorrr-ing would do the trick.

4. Tell her my toilet is fucked and I am on my way over now with a guts full of beer, cheese balls, a chicken vindaloo and three boiled cabbages.

Sympathise with you mate, had the same happen to me many years ago when some tart thought she would move in to my flat. Got home one night and there was a fucking pot plant in the lounge where my Turkish bong used to be. Needless to say, she was shown the door very quickly.

Good luck bro

5) get an eel... let it live in the bowl


she wont be back

[martybabe]

Have you ever put glad wrap over the toilet bowl, then put the seat down? Farken funny as :laugh:

?

We did that years ago in the ladies toilet in the fire station, the cleaner never noticed and did a spectacular number two. Man she went apeshit with knobs on :laugh:


Thanks everyone some bloody good suggestions and laughs, wish me luck in my quest to return the alpha male status to the smallest room, catch you all soon, Tata for now. xxx

[Mom]

We did that years ago in the ladies toilet in the fire station, the cleaner never noticed and did a spectacular number two. Man she went apeshit with knobs on :laugh:

:killingme That is so not funny :lol:

Terrible thing to do to someone eh? :laugh:

[The Pastor]

http://blackmanx.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/pimpslap-1.jpg. .

[Mom]

silly cartoon

I think you should knit him a toilet seat cover actually :sunny:

[Pedrostt500]

Ok if ya havent reclaimed the blokes space yet ya need to bring out the Thermo Nuclear Wepons of Mass Distruction, as advised above remove air freshiner, with disposible extreemly long pole, Then seal of all ventilation to said space with heat resistant RTV, go out and have a Goood Curry, your Uncle Fat Max may assist you in advice of this nature, drink a dozen largers, Then the following day reclaim your mans space with the ghost of the curry and lagers, after you have finnished laying said Ghost to rest, make sure that the man space door is firmly closed after wards, check that oil stain that looks abit like Jimmy Hendrix if you squint and look in a certain wayis still there and has not been removed.

[Ixion]

5) get an eel... let it live in the bowl


she wont be back

eel would work.

'Cept, eels is bloody stupid contrary things, bugger'd probably try to swim away down the S bend. Only thing stupider and more contrary than an eel is a camel (not to mention smelly). Don't care how good they are at mathematics, I reckon they're all dirty evil smelling vicious bastards.

[peasea]

Ok if ya havent reclaimed the blokes space yet ya need to bring out the Thermo Nuclear Wepons of Mass Distruction, as advised above remove air freshiner, with disposible extreemly long pole, Then seal of all ventilation to said space with heat resistant RTV, go out and have a Goood Curry, your Uncle Fat Max may assist you in advice of this nature, drink a dozen largers, Then the following day reclaim your mans space with the ghost of the curry and lagers, after you have finnished laying said Ghost to rest, make sure that the man space door is firmly closed after wards, check that oil stain that looks abit like Jimmy Hendrix if you squint and look in a certain wayis still there and has not been removed.

You have a stain that looks like Jimi Hendrix?

I love you, and want to have your babies!

[peasea]

eel would work.



It usually does with females.......

[PirateJafa]

How do I reclaim my man space?

You learn from the man. <img src="http://s.bebo.com/app-image/7924962538/5411656627/PROFILE/i.quizzaz.com/img/q/u/08/05/04/OWW11_copy.JPG">

[peasea]

I think you should knit him a toilet seat cover actually :sunny:
Jeez, doesn't anyone crochet these days, I mean....really.

Ebroidery rocks, bet you can't do that!

Men still chop wood, fix stuff, shoot pigs (oh, no, don't get me started on the pig thing, cop bashing thread again? Oops) and take care of all manner of 'guy shit'. Just what is it (exactly) that women do?

Do you darn socks? Make bread and butter pudding, Yorkshire? No!

So; do tell.

[Mom]

Jeez, doesn't anyone crochet these days, I mean....really.

Ebroidery rocks, bet you can't do that!

Men still chop wood, fix stuff, shoot pigs (oh, no, don't get me started on the pig thing, cop bashing thread again? Oops) and take care of all manner of 'guy shit'. Just what is it (exactly) that women do?

Do you darn socks? Make bread and butter pudding, Yorkshire? No!

So; do tell.


Shit did you ever pick the wrong woman to ask these questions of :killingme

Not only can I crochet, given the right tools I can tat! For those that have no idea what that is, it is like lace making :D I can embroider if pushed. I may or may not knit :dodge:

These are gentille pastimes that are done for pleasure and relaxation.

Darning socks? Well yeah I can do that too, but the chances of me actually darning a sock these days are friggen zero. If you want your socks darned...do it yourself!

I love bread and butter pudding and would make it in a flash, sadly my man does not like, therefore I dont make :love:

Yorkshire puds while yummy, are bad for you, so I dont go there :innocent:

[peasea]

Shit did you ever pick the wrong woman to ask these questions of :killingme

Not only can I crochet, given the right tools I can tat! For those that have no idea what that is, it is like lace making :D I can embroider if pushed. I may or may not knit :dodge:

These are gentille pastimes that are done for pleasure and relaxation.

Darning socks? Well yeah I can do that too, but the chances of me actually darning a sock these days are friggen zero. If you want your socks darned...do it yourself!

I love bread and butter pudding and would make it in a flash, sadly my man does not like, therefore I dont make :love:

Yorkshire puds while yummy, are bad for you, so I dont go there :innocent:

Your man?

Is that hubby or is there hope for me?

[MsKABC]

Men still chop wood, fix stuff, shoot pigs (oh, no, don't get me started on the pig thing, cop bashing thread again? Oops) and take care of all manner of 'guy shit'. Just what is it (exactly) that women do?


Actually, I disagree with that. There's a hell of a lot of blokes out there these days who don't do all that stuff anymore.

FTR, I knit, sew, make preserves, bake bread etc etc ;)

[Mom]

Your man?

Is that hubby or is there hope for me?

Apparently we have bling limits on here :lol:

I am all his :love:

[jono035]

I chop wood when required (no wood-burner here now), fix stuff (bike, car, house, cat...), shoot/skin/gut possums (good dog food) and do all manner of guy shit. I also cook (meals, breads, desserts, should try preserves some time), can sew (needle or machine), learned how to knit/crochet a long time ago and also do my fair share of whatever cleaning needs to be done.

I'm not really a big one for thinking of things as man/woman tasks. If something needs doing, I do it. If I don't know how, I figure it out or get someone to show me. I even read manuals or ask for directions from time to time (not that either are ever needed of course)!

I think no-one should ever be afraid to try their hand at something and learn some new skills!

[gatch]

I reckon dress up in a grey robe, get a sword and a staff, stand in front of the man space dunny and shout at her "yoooooo shall not paaass"

[SARGE]

eel would work.

'Cept, eels is bloody stupid contrary things, bugger'd probably try to swim away down the S bend. Only thing stupider and more contrary than an eel is a camel (not to mention smelly). Don't care how good they are at mathematics, I reckon they're all dirty evil smelling vicious bastards.

I was stationed in the Middle east for a while back in the day ..sand fucking everywhere.. no booze .. no chicks.. sucked bigtime ..


anyhoo.. went to my first shirt.. asked him one to do about the lack of female companionship.. he said

"sarge .. theres a camel out back of the mess tent .."

no fucking way.. im not THAT desperate ..

turns out in 6 months i was.... grabbed an ammo box .. climbed up on top and dropped trou, just as GSGT Scott rounded the corner...


" YOU MORON!!!.. i meant RIDE THE FUCKING THING INTO TOWN WHERE THE WOMEN ARE!!!:

[martybabe]

This has all gone a bit gender specific innit, the roles that each of us play, be we Man woman or Camel.

As intelligent beings (not the camel) we may chose what role we play, either as individuals or as a society, we decide on what we think are the things each gender should and should not do and there's a huge variance in opinions on that particular can of worms but but but.....

Despite being able to decide our own destinys by luck or design there are some things that inextricably link us to our animal beginnings, some things that can not and will not be changed no matter how far we think we have evolved.

Writ large across the pages of evolution are certain universal mandatory gender specific rules, deep down in our DNA these unbreakable rules are etched on the nucleus of our formatted genes.

The two most prominent are the need to procreate the species, if not procreate then at least be seen to be procreating as often as possible :shifty: Secondly and perhaps most importantly is the need to own and protect one's territory (for territory read Toilet) Millions of people and a few Camels have died doing just that, if wars are not about our basic instinct to own territory then what the hell are they about? really I have no idea.

So there you have it, a simple issue to some but really a complex genetic issue, older than time itself, that demands that I as the pride alpha male have the need and right to have One crapola, in a mansion the size of the south island, that doesn't have clean towels, that doesn't smell like old ladies perfume and doesn't have a fluffy pink toilet mat, in which I can poop and fart till my hearts content. Your honour I rest my case! :laugh:

[MSTRS]

... gentile pastimes ....

I'm sure the Jews do them as well...O-Not-So-Genteel-Woman.:laugh:

[Mikkel]

2. Find a few pictures of this female and stick them on the toilet walls. Then, mix some flour and water together until it forms a spoof like consistency, flick some blobs onto the pictures and round off with a few bits of toilet paper. She will think you are having a good old sherman in there and will NEVER return.

You wanna spend time mixing up that stuff when you got the real item on tap, right at hand? :scratch:

Now call me lazy, but ...

[MSTRS]

Now call me lazy, but ...

Only if you get someone else to do it for you...

[Mikkel]

Only if you get someone else to do it for you...

I could do that, but then there aren't any left-overs to go on the posters...