I just went to the restroom, and saw something interesting. There was a random trail of raisin bran leading to the end stall. Said stall is nick-named the "poo stall", on account of the fact that it's out of the way, so it's where the girls go to, well...you know.
I'm strangely relieved that there weren't milk spills on the floor.
Literally Helping
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Bakers, sometimes it helps to remember the 5 Ws:
*Who:*
*What:*
Er, let's try that again. *What?*
That's better.
*When:*
*Where:*
*WH...
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