You see, this is why I always want to carry a knife with me in public. Some guy, who finds my feet sexy as fuck, pulls this move thinking I'm over in the other stall all vulnerable and shit and BOOM...He's hit with the ELEMENT OF FUCKING SURPRISE when I hack his foot to pieces and shred his Achilles to the point of no return. Really teach him a debilitating lesson about how you don't make another man pause his shit. EVER. Lucky for weird bathroom perverts, though, they'll all live to walk another day since I never carry a knife, because I never shit in public (my bod is fine-tuned like that).