The Drip

Ladies...this is something you know nothing about.  Gentlemen...this is something you know dearly, but never speak about.  I have many issues with the status quo regarding current bathroom etiquette. This is not my biggest issue, but one what has come to the fore due to recent events in the world (i.e., my bathroom): the drip.

I am talking about that brownish reddish drip down the front of the toilet, but usually found on the underside of the toilet seat.  It's gross.  It's not poo.  And it's from you.  I always hear stories about how it is the man's responsibility to clean the toilet, he's the one that's always peeing on it.  Well, guess what...your corpus luteum is everywhere, and I don't want anything to do with it.

Apparently, women have a drip issue.  Tampons and puberty as a team seem to be the main culprit.  The drip occurs in between the tug and swing stages of tampon removal, or so I've gathered.  The grossness (aka uterin lining and blood) flicks everywhere.  Because girls do this all sitting down (I'm guessing), they do not see the trail that they have left for others to discover.  What's worse is that other girls do not even see this.

I'm not touching it.  I'm using what god gave me; a built in firehose.  So, next time you complain about me peeing on the seat, understand it as a service to the public.  I'd much rather have my pee on the seat that yo junk.