Okay.
First of all: that’s not a toilet. Nor is it a garbage can.
Second: there’s a screen covering the drain. Ain’t nothing gonna get flushed past that screen.
Third: because of said screen, someone’s gotta pick that out of there. With their hands. You knew that when you did it, right?
But you didn’t care. You’re a loner and a rebel - who needs garbage cans and flushable toilets? You’ve got a urinal, and you’re gonna throw some paper in there like a big man, and someone else can pick it out WITH THEIR HANDS.
I wish I was the washroom permit fairy and doled out the permits for the washroom because yours, my friend, would be irrevocably revoked.
