Shit Stories
I once ate four Kendal Mint Cakes and did a white shit. My old school friend Roger had to outdo me. He claimed to have done a "blue bubbling turd" after eating six packets of blackcurrant Chewits. We want to hear your stories of poo, from crapping yourself at your sisters wedding to shitting the bed during sex. Go on - be filthy.
( , Wed 5 May 2004, 22:24)
I once ate four Kendal Mint Cakes and did a white shit. My old school friend Roger had to outdo me. He claimed to have done a "blue bubbling turd" after eating six packets of blackcurrant Chewits. We want to hear your stories of poo, from crapping yourself at your sisters wedding to shitting the bed during sex. Go on - be filthy.
( , Wed 5 May 2004, 22:24)
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Now Italian toilets are a different matter...
especially the gents toilets in Milan train station.
A few years back me and a mate backpacked around italy for a bit, whilst attempting to leave Milan by train I had an overiding urge to shit and it got to the point where it was beginning to cripple my very movement. I waddled over to the gents and found the only unoccupied cubicle and opened the door.
Now i feel i must descibe what the italian public toilet is like, it is basically a hole in the floor surrounded by a porcelain footplate on which you can squat and aim.
In this particular toilet someone had definately squatted, but was a tad off on the aim. It basically looked like someones arse had exploded in there, the back wall of the cubicle was covered, i was assuming this was where the first salvo had hit because the was a brown stain on the wall plus a streak where it had run down onto the floor and into the hole. The rest of the mess was probably due to the explosive force of firing a particualry messy shit approximately a foot and a half into a wall.
Needless to say i held the shit until i had got on the train and used a proper toilet, and i never used an italian public toilet again
( , Thu 6 May 2004, 14:20, Reply)
especially the gents toilets in Milan train station.
A few years back me and a mate backpacked around italy for a bit, whilst attempting to leave Milan by train I had an overiding urge to shit and it got to the point where it was beginning to cripple my very movement. I waddled over to the gents and found the only unoccupied cubicle and opened the door.
Now i feel i must descibe what the italian public toilet is like, it is basically a hole in the floor surrounded by a porcelain footplate on which you can squat and aim.
In this particular toilet someone had definately squatted, but was a tad off on the aim. It basically looked like someones arse had exploded in there, the back wall of the cubicle was covered, i was assuming this was where the first salvo had hit because the was a brown stain on the wall plus a streak where it had run down onto the floor and into the hole. The rest of the mess was probably due to the explosive force of firing a particualry messy shit approximately a foot and a half into a wall.
Needless to say i held the shit until i had got on the train and used a proper toilet, and i never used an italian public toilet again
( , Thu 6 May 2004, 14:20, Reply)
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