bathroom

Those office romances never last.

"Hey there, Bob, I was just on my way to the workshop on avoiding references to sex positions and... say, you drop something?"

"Nope, just relieving some gastric pressure."

"Roger that. I'll see you at lunch."

Or four-ply. Or eight-ply. Sixteen? Let's not get carried away.

...if you know what I mean.

Poop.

I'm not the least bit ashamed!

"The office had Taco Bell CATER lunch? Well that explains quite a bit!"