Originally posted by lardaddy man, is there anything worse than trying to take a shit when the wife's gone and you've got the kids? last weekend I was in the midst of dropping an absolute concrete sack's worth of grump after Thai food and my 2 year old starts hammering on the door bc his older brother has caught him upside the head with his power ranger sword so I'm like 'in a minute' but the little fucker just kept on, totally killing my mojo.
you should keep a bag of candy in the bathroom so you can slide shushy-treats under the locked door.