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Here in Montana they get people to clean them every day. It's a halfway job that I wouldn't undertake. I've seen some real nasty ones that I wouldn't even pee in.
The people that clean them sign contracts to do that. They show up in a p/u with a water tank on them to wash the walls down. And some of them needed that badly. People away from home are pigs from what I've seen.You guys service them? In Washington we just let it go and form Mt. Shitty Caca
That or she was using it as Bitcoin storage.The only plausible reason that I can think of for trying to retrieve her phone is that there was "incriminating evidence" contained in it.

nterestingly enough, the woman’s bathrooms were always more gross to clean than the mens were.
Gas station work put me through college in the late 60's and early 70's. The women's restrooms were almost always nastier to clean than the men's.I worked in a gas station when in high school
I had a summer job when I was in school that required the cleaning of bathrooms at multiple lake beaches on the east coast. I cleaned a lot of shit…literally, especially after holiday weekends. Power washers, full hazmat suit, etc. Interestingly enough, the woman’s bathrooms were always more gross to clean than the mens were. I think because most women had the good sense to not sit on the seat in a hot, uncleaned public bathroom stall 3 days into a holiday weekend in August. However, that good sense led to a number of let’s just say….misfires I had to deal with on Monday morning. The things I did for $8 an hour.
This is surprising to me. At campgrounds, if I need to use the pot, and there's Hims and Hers, I check out both before entering; the "Hers" is almost invariably the better choice to use.Gas station work put me through college in the late 60's and early 70's. The women's restrooms were almost always nastier to clean than the men's.
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Where do you put that thing? That looks like a sure back injury. You must have an emergency first aid kit, a few of your favorite flies, matches, and a fishing license from all the western states in there.I bought my first real wallet when I was 18 at TJMax or something like that. When I was about 21 I was road tripping through the Midwest and stopped at a gas station in Louisville to take a leak. The toilet was filled with yellow water and it didn’t look like it had been flushed for a while. Luckily there was no brown stuff in there. Well mid stream I decided to fumble through my wallet for something and it slipped out of my hand and splash landed right in the nasty toilet I was pissing in. I had no choice but to go after it barehanded. Gave it a solid wash in the sink and went back to my car where my then girlfriend was waiting for me. I didn’t tell her about the wallet incident. I still have the wallet 20 plus years later and despite a few gift wallets over the years I just can’t part ways with it. Call it sentimental value
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This is surprising to me. At campgrounds, if I need to use the pot, and there's Hims and Hers, I check out both before entering; the "Hers" is almost invariably the better choice to use.
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I am absolutely gobsmacked by this sociological phenomenon; I guess my male sexist/chauvinist/pigginess about women and thinking that women's facilities would be cleaner is showing through - I shall have to re-adjust my thinking.
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Or fart, according to our daughter-in-law....................to which my wife muttered under her breath "bullshit".Everybody knows lady's don't even poop.