Marmite Miner
My brother went to Germany on a school trip when he was about 11. Once of the 'highlights' was a trip down a mine.
When they were all down there a terrible stench filled the air. Was it sulphur, perhaps?

No, a boy, too embarrassed to ask for the location of the lavatories, had shat himself - big, stinky diarrhoea. This of course caused much hilarity amongst the other boys, particularly when they returned above ground and it became apparent that the poor lad was wearing tight, off-white trousers that clearly showed a massive mustard-coloured streak of shite up the backside. The teachers tried to protect the boy's dignity by bunching around him as they walked back to the coach. Boys being boys, however, all of them spent the entire walk running round the back of the goup for another look, pointing and laughing, whilst being told to 'leave him alone' by the teachers.

*update* He changed schools after a term of merciless bullying about the above incident, apparently.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 7 Dec 2006, 13:56, Reply)