The only time it's appropriate to pull out your camera in a public restroom

In just another example of how fat cats are affecting america's (or at least my) buzz these days, I went to the bathroom at Boss Tweed's the other night and found the sink in the loo to be too, too rich.  As you can see, even the duct tape has had enough.  One errant sneeze and rusty water was bound to shoot straight at my crotch.  After laughing alone in the bathroom for ten minutes, I managed to steady my hand long enough to snap a shot.