Dr Winston O'Boogie;764144 wrote:I still struggle with the memory of it and it's been a number of years. The "blaster" checked in at about 350-375. The pressure he released had to be in the three digit range of PSI. My post blast investigation showed evidence that he went "backboard" in the stall (i.e. used a bit of the tile wall behind the seat). His "get back into the game" line wasn't said to anyone in particular; he was looking at himself in the mirror when he said it. Another observation I vividly recall - his wiping took the form of only one tear off from the roll. Now I don't know about anyone else, but a spilled bowl of chili requires a lot more than one Kleenex to resolve matters, if you know what I mean. I therefore just assumed that he had logistical challenges due to girth that wouldn't allow a full rescue operation. And he was therefore at peace with Fruit of the Looms that had become radioactive.
And yes, the stench he left was capable of melting the tiles off othe wall and making young children cry.
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