The largest conspiracy know to the world. Soon, installed in every building will be a men's room.

While womyn just waste their time primping and preening, the male intellect moves forward . . . sometimes. Using amazing camouflage techniques (mainly a urine smell and naughty graffiti), human males have constructed a sanctuary for male philosophizing. Under the guise of #1 or #2, men converge to a single place and further their plans of world domination.

Here, in the faded stalls, upon porcelain thrones, males everywhere devise complex beer algorithms, insightful porn procedures, and powerful shaving methods. All free of female manipulation and interference.

Of coarse, some males just come in and use the men's room to remove waste from their bodies. Fools.