Gerber Baby Food

Just the other day (not that other day, the other one!) I was sight seeing in our local Electronic Orgazim store known to the local mass omnivores, 'Best Buy' in the land of the dead, Colma.
Already i understand why this senario seems funny and sad.

Here is a place filled with our departed and forgotten loved ones, miles and miles of people that has influenced our little lives, and shaped who we are today, only left to be taken cared of by Mexican gardeners, and sprinkler heads.

Then lies the Comedy, a giant box of consumer filth plopped right on the center, and droves and droves of people flock to its 'Savings' thinking it would grant them 'Salvation' to there meek existance.

Here I was. Surrounded with what looked like a crowed of undead people, almost numbering the nearby Italian Cemetarys Grave Markers.

Here i was, in its Mens Restroom located at the back near the room where the establishments slaves quarters were.
As i stood ever so close to the urinal a gentelman occupied the one next to me. He seemed happy, the kind of happy a bunch of microchips in a black box so you can watch your High Def. Porn, happy.
As i reached the end of my stream, the person to my left let loose some aire from his pant reigon, but something was different, the sound had more bass, and his posture stiffened.
His happieness turned to compleet defeat it held in his kakhi Dockers.
I turned and went off to the sink, took my time washing my hands, curious to what the gentelman would do. Obiously he would use the toilets but how in his loose rectume can he play this one off. I used the mirror to mask my glee and stare.
He took one step back from the urinal, and with both his knees locked together he slowly walked only rotating his knees (very occuard) toward the handy-cap stall.
I can only imagin the imbarresment and shame the Guy went through. As he let loose a what sounded like a water baloon bursting in a bucket filled with water. Possibly the arse clean up must be a work of its own, the T.P alone might look like something you wipe up from your baby after eathing Gerber Baby Food.
After a while (safe enough to know my boudaries of pervert and someone who is mearly curious) i left the restroom back to the crowed of dark haired masses.

Possibly this was a case of finaly paying respect to the dead around them? After all, Fertilizer is what keeps the area green and beutiful so that we can look at our loved ones Ephitaph and feel better about ourselves.