Anyone need to use the bathroom?

Today we went to this museum. There weren't that many exhibits, but the museum was in a building from old Milwaukee, so the building itself was an exhibit. While we were there, the PT said she had to go to the bathroom. Upon arriving at the bathroom door, she said that Fudge and I should go in with her. It was actually pretty fancy for a bathroom. It had tall long mirrors rimmed with silver above the sinks. There was a total of 3 stalls. Only 3, but it still took a long time for the PT to choose one.

PT: (opens first door). "Hmmm.....This ones dirty." (closes first stall door).

PT: (opens second stall door). "Hmmm.....This one has no toilet paper." (closes second stall door)


I should proIbably tell you, there was no toilet paper on the roll in that stall. Instead, the toilet paper was sitting on top of the toilet, where it was in plain sight as soon as you opened the door.

Fudge: "okay PT, your going in the last one."

PT: "But that one has a diaper station in it!"

iguana: "Then go in the first one!"

PT: "Okay...But I'm not locking the door."


We had some issues because the door kept swinging back open.

PT: "Ugh! Someone hold this, okay!"

We ended up locking it. We could hear her talking to herself from the inside.

PT: "Okay, do this then this. Okay, here it goes! 1....2....3...!"

A few minutes later...........

PT: "ARGH! There's no toilet paper in here!"

iguana: (goes into different stall to get toilet paper).

PT: "Uh...Wrong stall. I'm in here."

iguana: (Rips off a piece of toilet paper and slips it through PT's stall door.)

PT: (Receives toilet paper) "Oh. Uh, I guess this works too."

Soon the PT came out of the stall and we tried to wash her hands.

Fudge: "Okay PT now your going to wash your hands....With soap."

The PT couldn't reach, so Fudge turned on the water.

PT: "Ah! It's boiling!"

After the hands were washed, all we had to do was dry them. Finally, we emerged from the bathroom, triumphant. The family had migrated to the stairs by the time we had come out.

Curly: What took you guys so long!?"

Fudge: "I'm not prepared to talk about it."

Well, I was. And I still am. I'm using this blog to tell people so technically it could get to every corner of the Internet. I was prepared to talk about it alright! I don't know how long it took to get out, but my estimate would be around 30 minutes.


P.S: Internet probably isn't capitalized. The stupid Spell Check made me do it.

It's up to you

Hi everyone. It's been a while since I've blogged. But seeing as no one reads my blog anymore, I can say anything I want to right? I could say some random junk like "aliens exist! My brother is living proof!" and no one could stop me, because no one is reading this! Anyway, I've decided to post something completely random and is not offensive. It just has nothing to do with the outside world. Listen to these next questions carefully. Put your ear to the computer screen.

DO YOU HAVE INTERNET ACCESS? IF SO, DO YOU HAVE A BLOG?


DO YOU STILL BLOG?


DO PEOPLE READ YOUR BLOG?IF NOT, HOW COME?


DO YOU READ OTHER PEOPLE'S BLOGS?


DO YOU COMMENT OR JUST SPECTATE?


START COMMENTING YOU FOOL!


YOU'RE NOT LISTENING ARE YOU?


BOY, HAVE I GOT NEWS FOR YOU GUYS


IF YOUR JUST GONNA SIT THERE ALL DAY AND NOT PAY ATTENTION TO ANYTHING I'M SAYING.....


I'M JUST GONNA STOP TEACHING THIS CLASS!


AND I AM OUT


iguana signed out at 8:21 a.m ;)

Pretty interesting huh? TOO BAD YOU WEREN'T LISTENING!