During a long car trip I had to find a bathroom at Ballina in NSW, Australia. The facility was a fucking crime against humanity. The urinal had 7 odour cakes in it and still smelled like a aged care home and the toilet looked like somebody murdered the shit fairy in it, cut up the corpse, wore the corpse, then committed suicide with a hand grenade. The whole place was drenched in piss and probably other fluids. It was a fucking disgrace.

I am quite partial to using the terms “shitacular” and “paufuckcity” when describing many, many things at work. Eg. This project will end shitacularly due to the paufuckcity of requirements.