For the select few of you not familiar with the phenomenon affectionately known as the Deuce Bathroom, located on the first floor of our very own Waidner-Spahr Library, let me give you a short introduction.
The Deuce Bathroom is located on the first floor of the library, on the outskirts of the quiet section, around the corner near the vinyl that no one has touched or even glanced at. This bathroom is unique in that no one has ever ventured into it without pooping. I shit you not (heheheeh), maybe one person in this world has begun their journey to the DB with the sole intention of peeing, but they inevitability said "fuck it" and decided to shit while they were there anyway. If you've never done business there I recommend you do as soon as possible. Besides, you don't want to risk that cute boy studying outside the upstairs bathroom to hear you deuce!
Much like all aspects of life, the feelings and mechanics of the DB can best be communicated through art and poetry, so I've taken the liberty of doing just that. Enjoy.
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