Casino bathroom warning

It was in 2020 (right before the shutdown) that I saw in Atlantic City Bally's a young couple stroll into the men's room (wild west section across from the BBQ burger joint.)

I had to go bad myself(of the sit-down variety) so strolled in behind them.

It's a small restroom with only a few private stalls and this couple took the center of three. So I occupied the one to their left against the wall.

Already she was slurping him and I could distinctly hear the oral sound effects.

From the sound of it she was doing a pretty good job (of the blow variety) and piquing my interest I eavesdropped not that I had much choice.

Soon she was riding him and by now my bowels were arguing with me what the hold up was as I tried to remain quiet and indiscreet squinching my gut muscles but I really didn't want to disturb the aural show considering I had garnered free front row (okay side row) tickets

As their moaning grew so did my excitement and my protesting bowels until finally... The moment something came!

Unfortunately that was my bowel movement and because of the forced backup it was a literal explosion. I winced at the sound effects as the Alka Seltzer commercials struck me (you know, PLOP PLOP fizz fizz) and whoopee cushion sound effects (but like FOR REAL) ripped apart the sudden silence

And suddenly the show was over. I heard the woman scream. Not with delight but disgust at my display and she said "Babe, we gotta get out of here".

They packed up event unfinished so not only was I disappointed the show was over but now felt guilty for bird blocking (of the male chicken variety).

Now whenever I am in a casino restroom and I hear even the first pfmmmmf of sound effects from my rump I begin to tremble with laughter as I remember that incident.

Which triggers my rectal muscles to push harder, creating a further cascade both physical(of the bowel variety) and oral(not that variety I overheard) and suddenly I am bursting with laughter in the men's room stall

So fair warning, if you ever enter a men's room in a casino and hear uncontrollable laughter emanating from one of the private stalls, you may be in close proximity to Yours truly, DarkOz.

For each new thread we moderators have to worry about what is defined as on-topic vs off-topic. Certainly, this is a thread topic that defies easy categorization. And somehow I am not looking forward to reading on-topic responses, lol.

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For each new thread we moderators have to worry about what is defined as on-topic vs off-topic. Certainly, this is a thread topic that defies easy categorization. And somehow I am not looking forward to reading on-topic responses, lol.
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This should be in the Craps section.

Quote: darkoz

It was in 2020 (right before the shutdown) that I saw in Atlantic City Bally's a young couple stroll into the men's room (wild west section across from the BBQ burger joint.)

I had to go bad myself(of the sit-down variety) so strolled in behind them.

It's a small restroom with only a few private stalls and this couple took the center of three. So I occupied the one to their left against the wall.

Already she was slurping him and I could distinctly hear the oral sound effects.

From the sound of it she was doing a pretty good job (of the blow variety) and piquing my interest I eavesdropped not that I had much choice.

Soon she was riding him and by now my bowels were arguing with me what the hold up was as I tried to remain quiet and indiscreet squinching my gut muscles but I really didn't want to disturb the aural show considering I had garnered free front row (okay side row) tickets

As their moaning grew so did my excitement and my protesting bowels until finally... The moment something came!

Unfortunately that was my bowel movement and because of the forced backup it was a literal explosion. I winced at the sound effects as the Alka Seltzer commercials struck me (you know, PLOP PLOP fizz fizz) and whoopee cushion sound effects (but like FOR REAL) ripped apart the sudden silence

And suddenly the show was over. I heard the woman scream. Not with delight but disgust at my display and she said "Babe, we gotta get out of here".

They packed up event unfinished so not only was I disappointed the show was over but now felt guilty for bird blocking (of the male chicken variety).

Now whenever I am in a casino restroom and I hear even the first pfmmmmf of sound effects from my rump I begin to tremble with laughter as I remember that incident.

Which triggers my rectal muscles to push harder, creating a further cascade both physical(of the bowel variety) and oral(not that variety I overheard) and suddenly I am bursting with laughter in the men's room stall

So fair warning, if you ever enter a men's room in a casino and hear uncontrollable laughter emanating from one of the private stalls, you may be in close proximity to Yours truly, DarkOz.
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Yea this is a weird thread/story…

That said I will only #1 in casino restrooms, the ones you mention at WWW are particularly disgusting depending on the day/time.

I’ll now be thinking about this every time I use that bathroom, ugh.

I didn't know what to say when I first read that before anyone commented, so I didn't comment. WTF was what I was thinking.

I haven't a clue why or what that was all about.

Was it with the help of AI?

Strange, just strange. I'll vote it the number one strangest thing from a regular member I have ever read on here.

Perhaps, it's just not my cup of tea.

Unfortunately, I can't unread that.

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I didn't know what to say when I first read that before anyone commented, so I didn't comment. WTF was what I was thinking.

I haven't a clue why or what that was all about.

Was it with the help of AI?

Strange, just strange. I'll vote it the number one strangest thing from a regular member I have ever read on here.

Perhaps, it's just not my cup of tea.

Unfortunately, I can't unread that.
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I don't need AI to write a few paragraphs.

I had the displeasure of hearing/watching a "couple" from NYC have sex on a bus for about 3 minutes with winter jackets on and bottoms slid down! The reason I say "couple" is because she was a Caucasian woman well in her 50's and he was a young, African American man in his mid to late 20's...

Not saying it's IMPOSSIBLE they were in a relationship, but I had a feeling it was more a relationship of Convenience than anything. And before you say, "well he might just be an old soul..." He was in the same casino DarkOz mentioned above, taking a leak on a potted plant on the main floor a few hours later! Only in AC!!!

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I had the displeasure of hearing/watching a "couple" from NYC have sex on a bus for about 3 minutes with winter jackets on and bottoms slid down! The reason I say "couple" is because she was a Caucasian woman well in her 50's and he was a young, African American man in his mid to late 20's...

Not saying it's IMPOSSIBLE they were in a relationship, but I had a feeling it was more a relationship of Convenience than anything. And before you say, "well he might just be an old soul..." He was in the same casino DarkOz mentioned above, taking a leak on a potted plant on the main floor a few hours later! Only in AC!!!
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Well it could have been worse

He could have taken the leak on the bus seat behind you and had sex in the AC Bally's bathroom.

This thread is S...!

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Quote: AxelWolf

I didn't know what to say when I first read that before anyone commented, so I didn't comment. WTF was what I was thinking.

I haven't a clue why or what that was all about.

Was it with the help of AI?

Strange, just strange. I'll vote it the number one strangest thing from a regular member I have ever read on here.

Perhaps, it's just not my cup of tea.

Unfortunately, I can't unread that.
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I don't need AI to write a few paragraphs.
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After that, I think you need much more than AI. (-;

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Quote: AxelWolf

I didn't know what to say when I first read that before anyone commented, so I didn't comment. WTF was what I was thinking.

I haven't a clue why or what that was all about.

Was it with the help of AI?

Strange, just strange. I'll vote it the number one strangest thing from a regular member I have ever read on here.

Perhaps, it's just not my cup of tea.

Unfortunately, I can't unread that.
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I don't need AI to write a few paragraphs.
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After that, I think you need much more than AI. (-;
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AI, AI, Captain!

(SpongeBob joke)

I thought the WWW bathrooms were ok. I think the ones in the Ballys walkway are universally considered the worst in AC. Spanky described them in a recent podcast. His take was absolutely hilarious. In case I had a sudden lapse of judgement and had the desire to bath or change my clothes in there alas the sign on the door reminds me that it is forbidden.

Someone had a DarkOz magnitude explosive accident and left behind his underwear?

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Someone had a DarkOz magnitude explosive accident and left behind his underwear?


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Hey hey hey.

I didn't crap in my underwear.

That was a different situation when I was 7 years old in summer camp.

While an admittedly less prestigious property, I haven't quite figured out why the discarded garments usually seem to land in that corner of the cubicle.

One night, someone had an accident in my club and left his pants and underwear in a stall corner. It was a real head-scratcher as no one noticed anyone walking around without his pants, and few people think to bring a spare pair.

billryan, was that before 1996, when cell phones were far less ubiquitous?

(I know I've heard tales from friends of friends about rescue missions. "Break into 'Joe’s' apartment, grab a pair of his jeans, and sneak them into venue with all haste." Much easier to arrange by cell, rather than sending someone to a payphone.)

I tried not to keep track of all the discarded garments I disposed of in my bathroom cleaning days. It was really annoying to find them in the tank, sometimes with an 'upper-decker'.


If I'm too far out of line, complain away. I'll take suspension as deemed appropriate.