I was in the bathroom washing my hands, and in walks my favorite coworker. She wasted no time and went straight for the stall, dropped her pants, and played me a smörgåsbord of pooty sounds. It went somewhat along with the tune of Old MacDonald Had a Farm. I didn’t stay for the rest of the song, but as I left the bathroom, her toes curls up for the finale. I’m sure it went off with a bang.