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That'll never be me! That'll never be me! That'll never be, never be me, noooooo!

Some of you have probably already seen this on my Myspace page, but for those of you who haven't, I thought it was worth sharing:

The last time I went to the bathroom at the Coat of Arms, I ran into one of the skankiest looking bachelorette parties of all time. Tight clothes. Too much make-up. Ugly mugs. Then I happened to notice that they had all brought their drinks in with them. Now, there's not much in this world that I find more gross than bringing a cocktail into the jon. Unless it's a frat party and you are afraid someone is going to drop a roofie in your drink, it's ok to let one of your girlfriends keep an eye on your sex on the beach while you tinkle.

As the last of the crew finished up and came out of one of the stalls, I happened to notice that she peed all over the seat. That really killed me. You can bring a drink -- which you put your mouth on -- into the germ infested rat hole bathroom of the Coat, but you cannot foul your ass by sitting on the seat? I will never understand.