Yeah dude, you should bathe first.
Douche, even.
Absolutely, dude.
I'm not passing judgement, not a'tall. I'm cool with just about anything.
But maybe the parties involved should defer to the wishes of the A) property owner, and B) those in attendance.
I don't think that's too much to expect from intelligent people. Why should everyone tippy-toe around a scatological exhibition, at the drop of a hat? How the fuck are we supposed to move the Jenga table, when Billy suddenly decides to drop trou and wallow in his own putrid feces?
The dude is clearly rabid, look at the froth just pouring out of him in buckets. Its splattered all over my velvet painting of dogs playing poker. Do you have any idea how much it costs to have a 6ft velvet sofa art drycleaned? The hair falls out. This is not any ordinary dogs playing poker. This is
showdogs playing poker...
Hey! Toe was over the line, Smokey. Mark it zero.