I'm nice enough to give you not only one of my stalls, but my BEST stall: in the corner, and twice as big as the other ones. All so you can feel like you're "one of the guys" - the least you can do is flush the shitter when you're done. If your arms and hands work well enough to drop your pants and then apparently throw about 15 feet of toilet paper around the stall for no apparent reason, then you can flush the goddam can. DON'T make me send you back down to deficate in the basement, with the freaks/tards/people from Women's World magazine.
Sincerely,
XMASTIME
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