So wait...you can be strolling the down the streets of Manhattan and hop in a booth on the side of the road to rub one out?? I'm not sure I'd ever need to relieve sexual tension bad enough to sit down in a public booth to take care of business.

My questions:

  • Where does the....final product go?
  • Who's on cleaning duty?
  • There's just a curtain, no doors? Do you do a little "yoo-hoo, is anyone in there?" before you make your way in?

I'm gonna pass on the Guy Fi but we'd love to hear your thoughts on our Facebook page