Yeah, the bathroom incident still has me traumatized, and I lost a Saturday out of my life! You know, a woman in Australia beat me, same thing happened to her, but she was locked in her bathroom for a week.
I couldn't help but remember this...
Chorus:
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Seven old ladies locked in the lavatory!
They were in there from Sunday to Saturday
Nobody knew they were there.
The first old lady was Elizabeth Porter.
She was the deacon of Dorchester's daughter.
She went to relieve a slight pressure of water
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus
The second old lady was Abigail Splatter
She went there 'cause something was surely the matter
But when she got there, it was only her bladder.
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus
The third old lady was old Mrs. Bickle.
Her urge was sincere, her reaction was fickle.
She hurdled the door; she'd forgotten her nickel
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus
The fourth old lady was Hildegard Folye.
She hadn't been living according to Hoyle.
Was relieved when the swelling was only a boil
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus
The fifth old lady was Emily Clancy.
She went there 'cause something tickled her fancy.
But when she got there it was ants in her pantsy
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus
The sixth old lady was extremely fertile.
Her name was O'Connor, the boys called her Myrtle.
She went there to repair a slight hole in her girdle
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus
The seventh old lady was Elizabeth Bender.
She went there to repair a broken suspender.
It snapped up and ruined her feminine gender
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus
A slightly different animated version here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQx1OcIlFqE