Yesterday while seeing Wolverine, I left my girl in our seats before the movie started and said I was going to buy popcorn, etc. On the way out my stomach started gurgling big time so I detoured to the bathroom and entered a stall. Naturally, the seat had piss on it so I kinda had to hover over it. I proceeded to spackle the back wall of that stall like you wouldn't believe. I didn't do it on purpose but, holy fuck, it erupted out of me. Looked like a smelly Jackson Pollock mural. Thank god there was no one else in the restroom when this happened. What are the odds of an empty restroom in a large multiplex theater? Anyway, this is my apology to the poor minimum wage stooge that had to clean that up. Come to think of it, the incident was somewhat symbolic of the Wolverine movie.