
Toilet Bow…hoa!!!!
From a flight attendant on layover in Odessa, where the seat was just sitting on the toilet bowl. Came right off. This is a new one.
From a flight attendant on layover in Odessa, where the seat was just sitting on the toilet bowl. Came right off. This is a new one.
I imagine who was ever strapped down to this ironing board and tortured, spilled his guts and ratted out everyone he’s ever met: Months ago when I was asked to emcee the film festival in Sutter Creek. I decided to book a room so I would not have to drive back to Sacramento each night. There is a good reason the Jackson Lodge was the only available vacancy within 30 miles of the event. It turned out to be a very bad decision on my part. Whatever you do, no matter how tired you are, DO NOT book a room at the Jackson Lodge in Jackson California. I am surprised the health department has not shut this place down. Look at a few of the photos I took of my room upon check-in. I did not post two of the more gross photo
From a hotel in West Hollywood where the rooftop pool waiter acknowledged that people actually DO buy these $75,000 bottles of champagne “but just so they can impress their friends.”
It’s always fun to look under cushions and mattresses. Someone was sneaking some smokes at the Beverly Heritage.
I actually respect 4th grade humor, but the person who submitted this photo from a hotel in DC didn’t feel the same way. I guess that an all night red eye, a quick hour of sleep, making coffee while you’re in the shower and then having the coffee you pour into the cup come right out the bottom and all over your bare legs is something that is lost on people who spent all night in seat 28E.
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