Via abrasive77
It doesn't matter what you do in the stall, as long as you come out smelling like a rose.
"No," she replied with a smile. "I peed." Then they got married and lived happily ever after, until one day when he walked in to find her pooping instead of peeing. There was a messy divorce and an embittering, soul-deadening custody battle. The end.
Let's face it: people who have time to ask questions like that probably sleep alone at night.