Bathrooms

Tag: Bathrooms

Join us for an intimate five-hour journey with our tasting menu that changes seasonally, while our bathroom policy does not.

I’m inconveniently tiny. Inexplicably tiny. Infuriatingly tiny. If you didn’t have anger issues before, you do now.

Then, as if predestined by God himself, I walked into the bathroom at 3:45 PM and there you were: my new best friend.

I’m still in here. Waving my arms at the bathroom motion sensors to keep the lights on.

Shower curtain that looks like the bottom was dragged through a swamp in Chernobyl, and the top is detached from at least three rings.

Our panopticon toilet utilizes ruthless social engineering to give you the most intimate experience with your partner.

When was the last time my name came up and someone said, “Oh, you mean the guy who ruled over the greatest period of expansion in the Aztec empire?”

I felt a little weird so I went to the bathroom. And—I’m sorry if this is TMI—but I just started fucking bawling man.

As my dearest mother used to say: "You can tell a lot about an apartment by their lobby’s bathroom."

- Everything is interconnected, but how? - Things get real messy, real fast

Do not stay on the toilet for extended periods. By minute three or four you’re risking a nasty bite.

You see a small cottage at the edge of the field-- “A cottage? What is this? A visualization or something?”