A.B.
I used to have to share a bathroom with my brother, and his toilet aim was awful. I swear he stood across the room to pee; he's leave a puddle in front of the toilet. Nothing grosser than walking into the bathroom barefoot in the night and stepping into a puddle of pee. I think that, combined with sitting on a toilet with it's seat up, had to trump any of my teenage make-up messiness.