Dear drunk revelers from Saturday night: It was 1:35 in the morning. You just got kicked out of the bar. You’re wasted and really need to take a shit. I can understand mistaking many things as a feces receptacle. Our store’s doorway? Not really the first place I would go.
So on behalf of the staff that had that lovely morning surprise that had to be cleaned before opening – fuck you. I hope someone, in a drunken state, mistakes your face as a toilet. Eat shit and die. No love, the staff. —Tired of This Shit
This article appears in Aug 11-17, 2011.
oh man, that is freaking disgusting. what a way to start the week… http://data.whicdn.com/images/11205381/197…
I’m wondering how you know the details, “1:35 in the morning. You just got kicked out …”.
Security camera? The police have the tape?
I know a guy, that says when he has to go, he has to go…NOW.
One day on the way to Stad, he had to go, so he had a dump on somebodys lawn. He thought it was funny as fuck.
Someone once told me they had to close the Alehouse because some lady shit on the floor. Like, not in the bathroom either.
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I heard that too, Mel. My friend was there – ugh.
Barrington st already has that stale cat-piss smell about it so just go about your ‘business’, eh?
LOL. Too funny. They could have at least shit in the harbour. Your doorstep must have been too inviting.
They are the ones who got their pants down in time. Their buddies crapped themselves, hopefully.
oh, if this was my place, I’d put security cameras in. Bad enough cleaning babies diapers, nevermind smeared on your storefront…
Poo on the front step? See, we are not really that far removed from apes.
Lol, you had to clean up someone slats shit!!!!! Remind me not to shake your hand.
Oops that’s meant to read someone elses shit. Faaaak autocorrect.
at first i thought you might be the same person as the “shitty morning” bitcher but given that it’s barrington street, i don’t want to assume anything.