"Standing in the line..."

"...we're aberrations!"

Ah! dear patrons of the ladies' toilets. I know that many of you are quite concerned about the various bacterium that might leap off the commode and onto your pure skin, should your bottom actually touch the seat. Yet it would seem as if, by squatting just above the rim and, er -- shall we say -- "missing the hole," you are in fact sustaining a vicious circle. I beg you, darlings! at least wipe the surface before you take your leave.

TRACK LISTING: The Germs, "What We Do Is Secret"