I'm getting really tired of having to fight my way past people preening themselves when I use public loos.
Please, your foundation was seven inches thick when you left the house and you've got so much mascara on you can't open your eyes fully, the last thing you need is more slap. I'm willing to bet there are trapped miners who've got a better oxygen supply than your pores. Just be gone and let me wash my hands without someone practising their pout over my shoulder.
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