Twice this week I've gone into the closest men's bathroom at work and encountered people on their cell phone while in a stall. One conversation was pretty minimal (perhaps the person on my end was concentrating?), while the other guy had whoever he was talking to pass the phone to a woman who he called a "dirty bucket." The conversation then turned to if the woman had been physically intimate with some other guy.
I hope he wasn't talking to his mom.
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