Salatiela said...

I'm an advocate for utilising every hour of the day, even now my naked loins are being warmed while my face is lit by led. Texting Mum while bathing the kids is a favourite, on hold with telstra during a whiz is a must. Flatulence rumbles, the slight echo or the familiar lid bounce gives the game away...should we be left red faced with the strain of embarrassment?

I make a point of taking my ph in to the crapper with me...not for chit chat but to check out seabreeze , ebay etc.
After all there isnt much else to do while the wait is on.

look mum no hands

Pitbull said...

Think of all the culture that would grow.

Jesus Christ...Salatiela...and everyone else that uses the crapper
and the phone at the same time....
Mind you if I had to ring telstra...I just might think about it

If you get one of those annoying calls from an Indian call centre you're in the right place to deal with it with appropriate sound effects.

I'm on the crapper right now.

I can only deal with one Sh$t at a time
Winston Churchill

I read a book from the future that outlined why video calls failed.

At first it was very popular. Everyone had video calls and used it.

But soon people realised that the little things you used to be able to do on a normal phone no longer cut it; things like yawning, reading a magazine, examining your cuticles and the like while you were supposed to be giving your complete and utter attention to the person on the other end of the phone call. People also soon realised that nobody was giving them complete and utter attention either.

After a while people became tired of giving the impression into the camera of complete and utter attention to whatever drivel the person on the other end was going on about, and companies started marketing prosthetic masks that you could wear while on a video call that would give the appearance of you giving your complete and utter attention to the other person. A shiny, attentative, expectant face. However this failed when people accidentally put on the wrong mask and the caller became disoriented by your voice coming from your wife or child's face.

This was solved by virtual reality avatars. Now when you answered the phone you not only appeared to be giving your complete attention to the caller but you looked your absolute best, maybe a little less grey, maybe a little fitter. Soon people began to have anxiety about their appearance because everybody now looked so damn good on the video calls. C-grade actors where employed to replace the virtual avatars and were set in beautiful surroundings. Eventually people became too anxious about appearances to ever actually meet their friends face-to-face as all their illusions would be shattered.

Finally video calls were abandoned en masse, left to be just a quaint trend from the past.

</coffee>

Sailhack said...
[brAs for phones in the loo - that's just disgusting!

Funny you should say that, its the most interesting thread on here today

SP said...

Relaxing with tunes

Sailhack said...
As for phones in the loo - that's just disgusting!

It's ok if you don't have a smellephone.

FlySurfer said...

I'm on the crapper right now.

I recon a good portion of my posts on here have been posted from the throne.
Probably explains why I talk so much sh!t

I sing the starwars theme

seanhogan said...

Mobile phones should have a "loo mode" (like the plane/outdoor/etc modes) that suppresses the echo and doesn't catch the noise of the dropping bomb in the water....

That would be nice. Toilets in Japan do that sort of stuff. You get music in some of them to mask any sounds.

cause you squash your balls otherwise..


you'd know if you'd hadn't been 'fixed' already pitbull

Pitbull said...

Salatiela said...

your not alone...

...what you'd like folks to think you look like...



...what you really look like...



Did you know you can sing in the loo while having a crap, me I'd go the humming route...it's the ingestion of fumes while banging out 'heat seeker' that gets me every time

How come chicks keep their knickers around their knees and blokes drop their jocks down to their ankles???

I think it's because girls know we twinkle on the floor, just like the under side of the toilet seat ( thats why they won't put it back up after their 'lady' poo )