Is it just me, or are bathroom fans weak and pathetic? Listen to the pitiful, apologetic whirring sound that a typical bathroom fan makes: it’s quieter than a woman’s vibrator. Now compare this to one of those good high-powered fans that you find above a large stove or better yet, one of those Japanese places where they cook food on a giant hot-plate.
Why aren’t we using those fans instead of these pansy little quiet whirring things behind the effete white plastic covers? Try going into your bathroom and turning on the fan. Do you really get the feeling that any significant amount of air is being evacuated from the room by this weak-kneed device?
The stench produced by a man’s shit cannot be dealt with by an effeminate little fan. A man’s shit requires a man’s fan. Or maybe two.