There was very little fapping going on back there. If there was it was a, "hey guys, wanna watch me fap?" sort of thing. It was pretty much a gay orgy 24/7. The same fucking guys showed up night after night to gay it up. Sometimes, we kicked them out, and sometimes we just didn't want to go back there. Plus, we were getting threatening notes and graffiti directed at particular clerks.

Amoung the horrors, a large cucumber covered in a "muddy" condom are one of the many, many, things that the resident jizz mopper discovered back there when we closed it for cleaning in the morning. It was just a fucked-up, sad place.