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I'm pretty sure it's a lot more than 15. When you drink water there are probably particles of urine, feces, and corpses too. Mmmmmm tasty tasty water. :)
Posted by: Skittles | Tuesday, February 05, 2013 at 01:25 AM
I wonder how many penises I touch a day, considering I clean men's torts/change rooms for a living...
Posted by: Sadie The Cleaning Lady | Tuesday, February 05, 2013 at 02:15 AM
I meant to say toilets. Damn autocorrect!
Posted by: Sadie The Cleaning Lady | Tuesday, February 05, 2013 at 02:17 AM
I think I'm supposed to gather from this that penises are inherently unclean? I'm pretty sure that could psychologically damage me to the point of interfering with me ever having a meaningful relationship with a man. You know, if I was in any way a germaphobe.
Also that's why spring water tastes so delicious!
Posted by: Nomnom | Tuesday, February 05, 2013 at 05:25 AM
@Skittles, W.C. Fields used to say, "Water? Never touch the stuff. Fish f*ck in it."
The water at my home comes directly from a 160-foot deep well. Yummy.
Posted by: Kitsap Charles | Tuesday, February 05, 2013 at 08:37 AM
I was biting my finger as I read this. Lol.
Posted by: K-dub | Tuesday, February 05, 2013 at 08:48 AM
A person's hands would come in contact with a lot more assholes than that anyway...in both meanings of the term.
Posted by: Spritzy | Tuesday, February 05, 2013 at 09:28 AM
That's why I keep hand sanitizer behind the counter. You never know how many of those one dollar bills were shoved into the thong of a stripper, male or female.
Posted by: photoslave | Tuesday, February 05, 2013 at 03:23 PM
@photoslave thongdollaz are the best money. lol
Posted by: Skittles | Wednesday, February 06, 2013 at 02:31 AM
Suddenly, I am suspicious of every single object in my vicinity.
Posted by: The Worst | Wednesday, February 06, 2013 at 05:09 AM
I'd imagine for most people that your wang is cleaner than your hands... it's just chilling in your pants all day.
Posted by: Nocturnesthesia | Wednesday, February 06, 2013 at 11:28 AM
on a side note to my previous comment- today I recieved a 20 that was rolled so tightly that it kept rolling back up in the drawer. I washed my hands immediately in case it was used to snort coke. Not worried so much about the drug residue. More worried about the thought that it may have been in a nose.
Posted by: photoslave | Wednesday, February 06, 2013 at 10:41 PM