Dear lady who holds all of her meetings in the hallway outside the men's room on the 6th floor,
a.) I have trouble peeing when I can hear you talking right outside the door. b.) yes I was in there that whole time today. From the time I walked past you and you said hi to me until the time I came out and you said hi to me again I was pooping. I would like to apologize for farting right before I walked out but I can't because your meeting-having-ass deserved it for loitering outside the men's room.
Sincerely,
Shop Dungs
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You should have said, "Sorry about that. Burritos for lunch."
I'm sorry, but if you can stand outside the ladies' room playing with the change in your pocket, I can certainly stand outside the men's room and conduct meetings .
Well, if you can have a meeting outside the men's room, then I can stand outside the cafeteria, watching you eat, and smack my lips.
Dude, she must love the smell of your crap. Why else would they stay there?
I'm sorry I keep having those meetings there, I didn't realize it bothered you. Don't you see it's just a ploy to meet men? I stood there that whole time manufacturing that made-up conversation, just waiting for your sexy ass to come out of that restroom. All that effort, and you still didn't ask for my number.
Christ, I'm going to die alone.
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