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Originally Posted by vash
I can go anywhere. It’s the cramp quarters. In a porta potty I can crack the door for the sense of space.  |
So that was you at the Mariah Carey outdoor lawn concert I saw this summer!
Two stories-
1.When I was about 6 years old, we went on steam train excusions using old 1920's passenger cars. I remember distinctly, toilets, which were simple holes in beneath the toilet lid directly to the tracks below.
I think airlines should adopt this concept for fuel savings.
2. Personally, I can't stand portapotties. They really seal in the flavor in a bad way.
I immediately start dry heaving when locked in a ripe one in the summertime. The coolest porta potty I've been in had a drilled open floor for ventilation.