Over the summer, my son was roadtripping with my Mom cross country and she dropped her phone in a port-a-potty. Of course, the first question from everyone was not "Why the fuck would you go in a port-a-potty when you are a driving adult who could go to a McDonald's or something else to pee?" or "Jesus Christ, you are X years old, how in the fucking world could you drop your valuable phone in a shit-filled vessel?" but...
"Did she fish it out?"
Well the answer is she did, and it did not work, which started a Thelma and Loise like ride by my Mom and son 50 miles to the next Verizon store, because for some reason my Mom called my wife on my son's phone, who then called me to call Verizon to get her a new phone? WTF? Can't you drive less than one hour without your own phone, when a person in the car still has a working phone, to get a new one without starting some Elliot Ness plot 1,000 miles away. Verizon Rep: "What?"
Anyway, that reminded my of Bart Hanson, who reportedly won't poop in a public toilet. Thoughts?