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I was once on a flight to Hawaii and I was waiting in line for the lavatory. There was always a line for a flight this long, you know, it seemed the washrooms were always on demand on a flight this long. So I finally got into the washroom, you know, and I looked into the toilet, and someone, well, lost the battle against a very healthy digestive system and left the spoils in the toilet, stuck. Maybe it didnt want to go down into the sewage tank where all the other waste from this long trip went to. Can you imagine all the stuff this airplane had to carry across the ocean?
Well, anyway, so I saw this stuck in the toilet, and I went to the washroom, and when I was done it still wouldnt budge, and so I opened the door and walked out into the aisle of the plane again. And there was this long line of people waiting to use this cramped little washroom, and I just wanted to tell them all, you know, I didnt do that. And then it occurred to me that everyone, when they leave the bathroom on that plane, will think the exact same thing.
on an airplane with a frequent flyer
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