What's the etiquette here??

When a proper thunder box is required to handle the aftermath of pints of Imperial Stouts and cold pork pies….. and not alone that, it was a unisex toilet. No discrimination here. Civil Service take note,

You might note the beseeching written plea, to pull gently……

Well when you choose trap 2 you are guaranteed a neighbour eventually. Often in the male space there's no more than 3, so this is the sit-down equivalent of vile urinal etiquette. Have you no shame. If you are the first to arrive you must choose an odd number.

Pull what gently? 😃

No bueno. Any hydraulic engineer worth his salt would take into question the unneccessary 90 degree bend there, right at the end of the discharge pipe too, it'll cut the flow to ribbons. Should have bricked up the window and put the cistern in the proper place.

Its well for the cityfolk having the sewerage suction to carry away their worries and leave them safe in the holding tank in the shitbrown sky where log souls gather amidst their earthly husks.

Down in the sticks, the big brush men are none other than the chimney sweeps. With their trusty extendable rods; giving pipes a good bit of length as required. The apprenticeships start with the chimneys of course, moving on to the sludge rivers when fully trained in the art and finally, at 10th degree initiation, they get seconded onto medical teams in the local healthboards where they can rod out a chocolate speedway and nip the selfish panblockers in the bud. A few on this thread were mentioned in the HSE data breach but thats for another thread as I've no desire to make enemas.

If Eamonn Ryan succeeds in ending chimneys though, we'll have a sh1tstorm building beneath us when the art of rodding pipes is gone.

Very much hybrid toilets those Dutch installs (no pun intended). In the ready position, they are a platform toilet and after use and pre-flush, they are very much a chemical toilet. Its where the idea for chemical toilets came from. Jan Vander Flusch had a eureka moment when squathinking one summer many many flushes ago.

Just finished up listening to the latest The Rest is History series about Martin Luther. Tremendous stuff tbh. I was always aware of the love of describing a good bowel movement by the likes of Rabelais and the great Catholic humanists of the era, but I wasn't aware that Luther and his contemporaries took a rather more biblical view towards the act of "getting rid of the breakfast". Expunging a demon in some cases. Leaving a length of Lucifer in the pan.

Have we any Protestants here to give us a more Lutheran perspective on sending Satan to Ringsend?

Yours in meek enquiry.

I find the ‘covered wagon’ manouvre best at the piss trough.

Thumb at the side of the rod with the fingers shrouding the other side.

No leaning back with your hands behind your head and the wand spraying over three bowls.

Bad manners.

Well off the mark there Bobby, pecker like a ships hauser and bladder with at least 3 litres cold. or 3.5 warm capacity.

Now did see a lad as you describe entering the pissoirs in a south Dublin establishment , slightly unsteady trying to get the nobb out in transit and gushing a good quart into the strides he was wearing.

Had to be oxtered out by his mates into a taxi which was probably put off the road if he had more than 30 mins to go.

Fawn coloured stain spreading over the back of the strides.

You'll need the damp dishcloth for that lot Lewis.

Steep her in tepid water to shift the first tranche of muzzle rubble and only then reach for the Baby Wipes.

Cold items applied first thing to a hot hoop can upset the unit and make things worst.

Lad I know made that mistake after a large intake of hot curry and was in adult pampers for a fortnight after it.

Oh…. don't forget to 'decommission the dishcloth'.

Left a deposit in the local tavern where I breakfast the odd time, they have the most uncomfortable pots that are suspended on the wall, they are so high off the ground that even Kareem Abdul Jabbar would have trouble pinching out a loaf. The first time I used them I thought I had mistakenly used a urinal

They say Seamus Heaney's stinky Thoughtfox was inspired by a similar encounter.

To have a file or bard capture your seismic moment for future Literature students? Priceless.

Anusol?

Great for “personal itching”. Pretty much instant relief. Has a very pleasant tingling experience when first applied. Comes in a 100ml tube if you are a curry and 10 pints sort of chap.

Or in an emergency, make a paste with Tabasco sauce and baking soda

Screenshot from a video the “professionals” took while cleaning up a “unit” that Brendan Brendar used.

Johnnyflash is alive and well.

He was before my time, but I believe he died while taking a shït, or very soon after a difficult movement. Heart gave up. RIP.

Who's been using fesshole?

Just sluiced out a log like a Staffords Iced Duck Cake in the downstairs, fcukker wouldn't take the corner.

Will need to get home early and break out the 'big plunger'.