Selwyn Hall, Third Floor. Men's Room

Nelson and I did some time traveling here. This baby is a relic. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was in a museum, a museum of crap. As some of you may already know, Selwyn hall was once home to many Albrightians. More recently these dormitories were turned into offices; all but that beautiful restroom. The showers were kept clean, urinals were disappointedly out of order (with due cause, piss is acidic, and we don't need it ruining our fondest of toilet memories here at this fine institution), and the sinks are still clean as a whistle. The only unoriginal features that I could find on this beauty were the foamy soap dispenser and a paint job. Gosh I love that stuff. It's surely an appreciated upgrade.

Let's get to the poopers! First thing's first, for being as old as it is, there was no writing on the walls. This leads me to believe that the white paint is currently hiding something dirty. I'm thinking there had to be something about someone's mom, or a strange homosexual request. The stalls weren't as roomy as I would have liked, but I don't think they planned for the obesity rate to blow out of control in this country at the time it was constructed. The seats were still stable though, and with years upon years of being sat on you will find yourself at ease with these almost cushiony plastic seats.
An interesting thing, and certainly a sign of the times are the cigarette burns on top of the sanitary bags dispenser. Smoking must not have been as frowned upon, cause this thing was turned into an ashtray. This is also a clue that it was originally a woman's bathroom, or that men have evolved in some strange way that we now no longer need sanitary bags in the last century, or half a century ago... whenever this place was built.
I must caution you though. Some say this bathroom is haunted, and you will get enough creaky noises up there to crap your pants... Wait a second, you'll be taking a steamer, so don't worry about soiling yourself. You'll be in the perfect place for the crap being scared out of you!

Ratings:
Comfort: 3 out of 5. Some people are into classics, others like the newer items on the market. The seats are contours after years of visitors though. Creaky noises might leave you unsettled as well, and a startled man is an inefficient poop master.

Accessibility: 1 out of 5. Who goes into Selwyn anyway? And those of you who complain about the hike up 3 stories in Masters might as well just go crap on a sidewalk.

Cleanliness: 3 out of 5. Cigarette burns are a minus. And it's old. It most likely has a dark history.

Writings: 1 out of 5. Even though I didn't see any, I still say that paint is hiding something.

Crowdedness: 5 out of 5. No one will be up there, so bring a buddy. You might interrupt a ghost while dropping of his ectoplasmic matter, but I wouldn't be too worried.

Overall: 13 out of 25. Get up there and see it for yourself.