It was a great holiday, but...
... the night a racoon broke into our tent and attacked us will live on in my memories.
... coming down a dirttrack mountain road with no fences with the back end of the car fishtailing about left me needing new underwear.
I'm off on holiday next week somewhere nice and safe. Tell us your holiday stories.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
... the night a racoon broke into our tent and attacked us will live on in my memories.
... coming down a dirttrack mountain road with no fences with the back end of the car fishtailing about left me needing new underwear.
I'm off on holiday next week somewhere nice and safe. Tell us your holiday stories.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
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The $200 turd
I was about 15 and on holiday with my family and an American couple they knew doing a fly-drive holiday on the west coast. We stopped in vegas for 2 nights and stayed in the newly opened Excalibur hotel (then the world's largest).
On the first night I gorged myself on one of the endless buffets you find in these casinos and by morning I was busting for a shit. Settling down in the rooms spanking new bathroom a forced out what can only be described as the king kong of dumps, taking several hard pushes to get it clean out.
I flushed to toilet and bid my impressive evacuation farewell. The turd it seems had other ideas and ended up getting stuck in the plumbing and flooding the bathroom. I said I had no idea why the toilet had overflowed.
My dad being my dad complained to the management about the flooded toilets and we got both rooms on the house making a saving of $200.
( , Fri 22 Apr 2005, 12:20, Reply)
I was about 15 and on holiday with my family and an American couple they knew doing a fly-drive holiday on the west coast. We stopped in vegas for 2 nights and stayed in the newly opened Excalibur hotel (then the world's largest).
On the first night I gorged myself on one of the endless buffets you find in these casinos and by morning I was busting for a shit. Settling down in the rooms spanking new bathroom a forced out what can only be described as the king kong of dumps, taking several hard pushes to get it clean out.
I flushed to toilet and bid my impressive evacuation farewell. The turd it seems had other ideas and ended up getting stuck in the plumbing and flooding the bathroom. I said I had no idea why the toilet had overflowed.
My dad being my dad complained to the management about the flooded toilets and we got both rooms on the house making a saving of $200.
( , Fri 22 Apr 2005, 12:20, Reply)
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