Skibidi toilet
I made a pass to go to the bathroom cause I had to go really bad. I went to the bathroom in 4th period I knew for a fact no one was gonna be in the bathroom so I was happy I could use the restroom in piece. As I slowly walked in the bathroom in got really cold. I went to the bathroom and as I waited for the automatic flush to flush suddenly a creature came out the toilet and started singing SKIBIDI DOP DOP DOP DOP DOP DOP SKIBIDI DOP DOP DEEP DEEP! I ran out the bathroom in horror turns out the creature was SKIBIDI TOILET!!
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when you gotta go YOU GOTTA GO
The app apparently believes bodily functions operate on a calendar invite. I was expected to calmly wait for approval, however every second felt like a dramatic countdown, ultimately being pure dismal. When the pass finally came through, I had approximately no time left to make it down the hall, and the consequences were so mortifying that I now bring an empty zaxby's takeout box to school every day to have my own port-a-potty instead of relying on this pitiful bit of technology.
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Count your days securly
Securly Pass: The app nobody asked for, yet somehow everyone has to suffer through.
I just wanted to go to the bathroom, not apply for a visa. Why do I need an ELECTRONIC HALL PASS to walk 30 feet down a hallway? 😭
The app acts like I’m trying to escape the country when I’m literally just trying to use the restroom. “Request denied.” BRO I HAVE A BLADDER 😭
0/10 experience. Would give 0 stars if the app didn’t require a pass for that too.
I just wanted to go to the bathroom, not apply for a visa. Why do I need an ELECTRONIC HALL PASS to walk 30 feet down a hallway? 😭
The app acts like I’m trying to escape the country when I’m literally just trying to use the restroom. “Request denied.” BRO I HAVE A BLADDER 😭
0/10 experience. Would give 0 stars if the app didn’t require a pass for that too.
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not good
The great betrayal
A Memoir of One Person, One Bathroom, and an Unreasonable Amount of Diarrhea
Prologue: The Warning
It began innocently.
There was no thunder. No earthquake. No ominous choir of angels.
There was only me, sitting peacefully, unaware that my digestive system had already drafted its declaration of war.
Looking back, there were signs.
A strange rumble.
A brief moment of intestinal uncertainty.
The unmistakable feeling that something inside me had made a decision without consulting the rest of my body.
I ignored it.
That was my first mistake.
Chapter One: The First Wave
At 10:17 a.m., I felt the urge.
At 10:18, I understood the seriousness of the situation.
At 10:19, I was no longer a civilian.
I moved toward the bathroom with the determination of a person who knew exactly what was at stake. Every step became a negotiation between hope and catastrophe.
I reached the toilet.
I sat down.
And then—
BOOM.
What followed cannot adequately be described as a bowel movement.
It was an event.
A phenomenon.
A hostile takeover.
My intestines, apparently dissatisfied with their previous management, had decided to liquidate the entire operation.
I stared forward in silence.
I had questions.
Mostly: Why?
Chapter Two: There Is No Victory, Only Intermission
Surely that was it.
Surely the body had emptied its reserves and peace would soon return.
I was wrong.
Ten minutes later, my stomach growled again.
Not a normal growl.
This was the sound of distant artillery.
I stood completely still.
The room seemed to shrink.
My instincts took over.
I returned to the bathroom.
Round two began.
By the third trip, I had stopped pretending this was temporary.
By the fourth, I had established a routine.
By the fifth, I had developed a complicated emotional relationship with the toilet.
It was always there.
It never judged me.
It simply waited.
Chapter Three: The Long Night
Time lost meaning.
Morning became afternoon.
Afternoon became evening.
At some point, I looked at the clock and realized I had spent an unreasonable portion of my day within ten feet of the same porcelain throne.
I began measuring time in bathroom visits.
I began measuring hydration in sips.
I began questioning every food decision I had ever made.
Was it the leftovers?
Was it the sauce?
Was it something I ate three days ago?
Was this revenge for every time I said, “I’m sure that’s still good”?
I would never know.
The only certainty was that my digestive tract had become my greatest enemy.
Chapter Four: The Final Battle
Then, at last, came silence.
I waited.
Nothing.
I waited longer.
Still nothing.
I cautiously stood.
The world did not end.
I walked away.
I returned to my room like a survivor returning from war.
I drank some water.
I looked out the window.
The sun was shining.
Birds were singing.
Somewhere, people were living normal lives.
They had no idea what I had endured.
But I knew.
I had seen the abyss.
And the abyss had diarrhea.
Epilogue: Never Again
I emerged from the experience a changed person.
I no longer take a peaceful stomach for granted.
I respect bathrooms.
I respect hydration.
I respect leftovers.
Most importantly, I respect the warning rumble.
Because sometimes, your body whispers.
Sometimes, it growls.
And sometimes, it gives you exactly three seconds to make peace with your god before destroying your afternoon.
This is my story.
This was my battle.
And, against all odds—
I survived.
Prologue: The Warning
It began innocently.
There was no thunder. No earthquake. No ominous choir of angels.
There was only me, sitting peacefully, unaware that my digestive system had already drafted its declaration of war.
Looking back, there were signs.
A strange rumble.
A brief moment of intestinal uncertainty.
The unmistakable feeling that something inside me had made a decision without consulting the rest of my body.
I ignored it.
That was my first mistake.
Chapter One: The First Wave
At 10:17 a.m., I felt the urge.
At 10:18, I understood the seriousness of the situation.
At 10:19, I was no longer a civilian.
I moved toward the bathroom with the determination of a person who knew exactly what was at stake. Every step became a negotiation between hope and catastrophe.
I reached the toilet.
I sat down.
And then—
BOOM.
What followed cannot adequately be described as a bowel movement.
It was an event.
A phenomenon.
A hostile takeover.
My intestines, apparently dissatisfied with their previous management, had decided to liquidate the entire operation.
I stared forward in silence.
I had questions.
Mostly: Why?
Chapter Two: There Is No Victory, Only Intermission
Surely that was it.
Surely the body had emptied its reserves and peace would soon return.
I was wrong.
Ten minutes later, my stomach growled again.
Not a normal growl.
This was the sound of distant artillery.
I stood completely still.
The room seemed to shrink.
My instincts took over.
I returned to the bathroom.
Round two began.
By the third trip, I had stopped pretending this was temporary.
By the fourth, I had established a routine.
By the fifth, I had developed a complicated emotional relationship with the toilet.
It was always there.
It never judged me.
It simply waited.
Chapter Three: The Long Night
Time lost meaning.
Morning became afternoon.
Afternoon became evening.
At some point, I looked at the clock and realized I had spent an unreasonable portion of my day within ten feet of the same porcelain throne.
I began measuring time in bathroom visits.
I began measuring hydration in sips.
I began questioning every food decision I had ever made.
Was it the leftovers?
Was it the sauce?
Was it something I ate three days ago?
Was this revenge for every time I said, “I’m sure that’s still good”?
I would never know.
The only certainty was that my digestive tract had become my greatest enemy.
Chapter Four: The Final Battle
Then, at last, came silence.
I waited.
Nothing.
I waited longer.
Still nothing.
I cautiously stood.
The world did not end.
I walked away.
I returned to my room like a survivor returning from war.
I drank some water.
I looked out the window.
The sun was shining.
Birds were singing.
Somewhere, people were living normal lives.
They had no idea what I had endured.
But I knew.
I had seen the abyss.
And the abyss had diarrhea.
Epilogue: Never Again
I emerged from the experience a changed person.
I no longer take a peaceful stomach for granted.
I respect bathrooms.
I respect hydration.
I respect leftovers.
Most importantly, I respect the warning rumble.
Because sometimes, your body whispers.
Sometimes, it growls.
And sometimes, it gives you exactly three seconds to make peace with your god before destroying your afternoon.
This is my story.
This was my battle.
And, against all odds—
I survived.
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Review
I had to make a pass to go pee and I came back in like 8 minutes THEN it shows I’m still in the restroom even after TWO WHOLE HOURS and my teacher can’t stop the pass
i don’t like it cuz of school
#banschool
Don’t
This app sucks
Delete this app
Its literally SO hard to go to the bathroom now i understand why anyone would make this but whoever made this i HATEEEEE you
Shannon tragic story from David’s class
Before I write this review there is something you need to know. One of professor David’s rules is we NEVER GO OUT SIDE! One day sitting in his class I got a tingle in me that wouldn’t STOP if I didn’t go out side so like any student would I made a pass Dunkin’ Donuts and it didn’t even work in dismay I decided to take matters into my own hands so I made a pass to the bathroom as I sneakily sneaked away to Dunkin I heard a scream of anger it was David running after me I am in anger because if I would’ve had a paper pass instead of electronical I wouldn’t have been slimed out by David in a serge of madness I write to you from David’s room where I’ll spend the rest of my long long life following his rules NEVER EVER GO OUTSIDE
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Yes
Is so scary in bathroom a teacher hit me and bully me and then I hit her and I fly away
0/10 worst app to goon
So i woke up in the morning and yk I said to myself “I need to goon” then I saw this good looking app I searched how to goon but nothing popped up so I crashed out and deleted the app worst app ever!!!!!!!😊
I think there’s something sus going on here
I downloaded this app thinking it was just for hall passes. I was wrong.
The moment I opened it my phone got hotter than the sun and my front camera turned on by itself. A robotic voice whispered “destination selected” and suddenly a security guard spawned behind me like an NPC.
Last week I asked to go to the nurse because I had a fever of 103. The app responded with:
“🚫 DENIED. academic comeback in progress.”
One time my friend Sophie tried to leave class without making a pass and every Chromebook in the building started blaring an alarm sound like the Purge siren. Teachers started evacuating students. The superintendent appeared on the announcements and said, “we have a runner.”
Sophie was never seen again.
The app also has beef with me personally because every time I open it my battery drops to 2% and my Spotify pauses automatically. Explain that.
Overall good concept but I should not need TSA clearance to walk 14 feet to the bathroom.
The moment I opened it my phone got hotter than the sun and my front camera turned on by itself. A robotic voice whispered “destination selected” and suddenly a security guard spawned behind me like an NPC.
Last week I asked to go to the nurse because I had a fever of 103. The app responded with:
“🚫 DENIED. academic comeback in progress.”
One time my friend Sophie tried to leave class without making a pass and every Chromebook in the building started blaring an alarm sound like the Purge siren. Teachers started evacuating students. The superintendent appeared on the announcements and said, “we have a runner.”
Sophie was never seen again.
The app also has beef with me personally because every time I open it my battery drops to 2% and my Spotify pauses automatically. Explain that.
Overall good concept but I should not need TSA clearance to walk 14 feet to the bathroom.
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Bad day
I was I need the bathroom so I did the only logical thing I could think and got the security app on my phone, when I installed the app I was under the oppression that it would help me access the bathroom, instead there was an error. I then let out the bodily fluids that I intended to let out in the bathroom, for some reason I was suspended from school for 3 months. Today is my first day back and I play to do it all again.
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No more.
Stop monitoring my every move. I just want to go to the bathroom without worrying if my pass will go yellow or red.
WHY
Why is it that only one person can go to their lockers at one time.
Why is it that I can’t go anywhere during study hall as a senior?!?!?!
I do not vape and don’t plan on it so why am I getting treated like I’m a constant user for the past 20 years
WHY TF dose the pass system expire cause someone’s out and then you have to make a new one and even tho you made one first you won’t leave first cause you need to make a new one
0 stars
Why is it that I can’t go anywhere during study hall as a senior?!?!?!
I do not vape and don’t plan on it so why am I getting treated like I’m a constant user for the past 20 years
WHY TF dose the pass system expire cause someone’s out and then you have to make a new one and even tho you made one first you won’t leave first cause you need to make a new one
0 stars
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Horrendous App
My teachers never let me go more than once a day to the bathroom, it has caused me a lot of pain and now I rarely drink water in school. I have gotten a couple UTI's from this app, I will continue adding these 1 star ratings and I hope this gets taken down. I would rate it a zero If I could.
This app gave me bowel damage
It was sixth period, my last of the day. The sudden realization that I had not gone to the bathroom all day dawned on me, and I asked my teacher to make a pass. Little did I know that was the last time I’d use the bathroom without extreme pain. The teacher accepts my pass, and I hurry out of the classroom from discomfort of my impending doom. I’m forced to then walk all the way across the school to the smaller bathrooms as the big ones were locked. There is a line. I wait for at least eight minutes, though I’m still at the back. My pass is now yellow and I am worried the teacher will come and get me. Suddenly, I feel an intense pain in my stomach, I look down to my cellular device to see a message instead of my pass. “THIS IS WHAT YOU DESERVE”. I then feel a terrible sensation, and I feel my intestines ripping. I am now bound to a hospital bed, where I can never feel the joy of sitting on a toilet bowl ever again. Shame on you school district and securely, I hope everyone learns from this tragedy 0/10
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Bad
Bad
How to make meatballs
Zesty Meatballs Recipe
Ingredients:
For the Meatballs:
1 lb ground beef (or a mix of beef and pork)
½ cup breadcrumbs
¼ cup grated Parmesan cheese
1 egg
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 tsp onion powder
1 tsp smoked paprika
½ tsp crushed red pepper flakes (adjust for spice level)
1 tbsp fresh parsley, chopped (or 1 tsp dried)
Zest of 1 lemon
1 tbsp Worcestershire sauce
Salt and black pepper to taste
2 tbsp olive oil (for frying)
For the Zesty Sauce:
1 cup crushed tomatoes (or tomato sauce)
1 tbsp tomato paste
1 tbsp olive oil
1 tbsp honey or brown sugar
1 tbsp Dijon mustard
1 tbsp apple cider vinegar
1 tsp hot sauce (optional, for extra kick)
1 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp Italian seasoning
Salt and pepper to taste
Instructions:
Prepare the Meatballs:
In a large mixing bowl, combine the ground meat, breadcrumbs, Parmesan, egg, minced garlic, onion powder, smoked paprika, red pepper flakes, parsley, lemon zest, Worcestershire sauce, salt, and black pepper.
Mix until just combined. Avoid over-mixing to keep the meatballs tender.
Roll into 1-inch meatballs and set aside.
Cook the Meatballs:
Heat olive oil in a large skillet over medium heat.
Add the meatballs and cook until browned on all sides (about 5-7 minutes).
Remove from the skillet and set aside.
Make the Sauce:
In the same skillet, add olive oil and tomato paste, cooking for 1 minute.
Stir in crushed tomatoes, honey (or brown sugar), Dijon mustard, apple cider vinegar, hot sauce (if using), garlic powder, Italian seasoning, salt, and pepper.
Simmer for 5-7 minutes, stirring occasionally.
Combine & Serve:
Return the meatballs to the skillet and coat them in the sauce.
Simmer for another 5-10 minutes until the meatballs are fully cooked and the flavors meld together.
Garnish with fresh parsley and an extra sprinkle of lemon zest.
Serving Suggestions:
Serve over spaghetti, rice, or mashed potatoes.
Enjoy as an appetizer with toothpicks and extra sauce for dipping.
Stuff into a hoagie roll with melted cheese for a zesty meatball sub.
Ingredients:
For the Meatballs:
1 lb ground beef (or a mix of beef and pork)
½ cup breadcrumbs
¼ cup grated Parmesan cheese
1 egg
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 tsp onion powder
1 tsp smoked paprika
½ tsp crushed red pepper flakes (adjust for spice level)
1 tbsp fresh parsley, chopped (or 1 tsp dried)
Zest of 1 lemon
1 tbsp Worcestershire sauce
Salt and black pepper to taste
2 tbsp olive oil (for frying)
For the Zesty Sauce:
1 cup crushed tomatoes (or tomato sauce)
1 tbsp tomato paste
1 tbsp olive oil
1 tbsp honey or brown sugar
1 tbsp Dijon mustard
1 tbsp apple cider vinegar
1 tsp hot sauce (optional, for extra kick)
1 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp Italian seasoning
Salt and pepper to taste
Instructions:
Prepare the Meatballs:
In a large mixing bowl, combine the ground meat, breadcrumbs, Parmesan, egg, minced garlic, onion powder, smoked paprika, red pepper flakes, parsley, lemon zest, Worcestershire sauce, salt, and black pepper.
Mix until just combined. Avoid over-mixing to keep the meatballs tender.
Roll into 1-inch meatballs and set aside.
Cook the Meatballs:
Heat olive oil in a large skillet over medium heat.
Add the meatballs and cook until browned on all sides (about 5-7 minutes).
Remove from the skillet and set aside.
Make the Sauce:
In the same skillet, add olive oil and tomato paste, cooking for 1 minute.
Stir in crushed tomatoes, honey (or brown sugar), Dijon mustard, apple cider vinegar, hot sauce (if using), garlic powder, Italian seasoning, salt, and pepper.
Simmer for 5-7 minutes, stirring occasionally.
Combine & Serve:
Return the meatballs to the skillet and coat them in the sauce.
Simmer for another 5-10 minutes until the meatballs are fully cooked and the flavors meld together.
Garnish with fresh parsley and an extra sprinkle of lemon zest.
Serving Suggestions:
Serve over spaghetti, rice, or mashed potatoes.
Enjoy as an appetizer with toothpicks and extra sauce for dipping.
Stuff into a hoagie roll with melted cheese for a zesty meatball sub.
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