Flush with excitement

Yet again we find ourselves basking in the soft afterglow of that most exciting of annual events. That's right: Saturday was Thomas Crapper Day. (You can read last year's post about it here.) My girlfriend and I celebrated the day at Universal Studios with my sister and brother-in-law, because there's no better commemoration of his supposed legacy than to use the restrooms at an amusement park. However, everyone likely participated in the festivities from wherever they happened to be just by using a toilet, be it in their own homes or the homes of friends, or even public places like restaurants or rest stops on the highway (shoes and shirts required for this category).

We even headed over to B. B. King's for dinner after the park to further celebrate on the toilets there as well (where the restrooms have attendants to hand out towels), but we're pretty serious about our Crapper Day; I don't recommend that level of celebration for novices.

Important: When it comes to joining in on the festivities, please don't overdo it, as no one wants to see another person rushed to the emergency room from excessive Crapper Day partying (a.k.a. crapping).

Remember, while it's true that when you gotta go you gotta go, it's also true that when you don't gotta go you don't.