Almost every time I take a leak at a stand up urinal, I remember the traitorous bitch and wish they still had those nifty cakes with her face to go on.
I should buy a cases of Jane Fonda urinal cakes and hand them out for free at VFW posts.
Hey. They still have those urinal cakes. Just cut a photo of Janie out of a magazine, glue it on the cake and enjoy a whizz on it. (The photo doesn’t have to be flattering; try to find one of her in her “Klute” days - whatever the toot “Klute” was. The “Klute” hairdo didn’t stand the test of time.)