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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Dave's Dog
Dave decided to take the family camping for the weekend. Top trip ensues, but Dave has trouble sleeping on the final night because Dog is very restless and keeps whimpering in the tent. Dave lets the Dog out of the tent for 5 minutes, but an hour later the Dog is whimpering and Dave still can't sleep. So, he locks the Dog in the car for the rest of the night. Job done... Dave wakes up the next morning to find that his car windows appear to be brown. It seems the cause of the Dog's whimpering was an impending bout of the squirts. Locking the Dog in the car merely upset the creature further, so it spent the wee hours of the morning running around the inside of the car in a wall of death style with liquid shite spraying out of its ring. It took Dave all of the following day to clean the car enough to allow them to travel home ( windows open ). Pressing any button on the dash for the first time, would tend to result in a little squirt of shite.. Insurance write off apparently.
( , Fri 7 May 2004, 13:56, Reply)
Dave decided to take the family camping for the weekend. Top trip ensues, but Dave has trouble sleeping on the final night because Dog is very restless and keeps whimpering in the tent. Dave lets the Dog out of the tent for 5 minutes, but an hour later the Dog is whimpering and Dave still can't sleep. So, he locks the Dog in the car for the rest of the night. Job done... Dave wakes up the next morning to find that his car windows appear to be brown. It seems the cause of the Dog's whimpering was an impending bout of the squirts. Locking the Dog in the car merely upset the creature further, so it spent the wee hours of the morning running around the inside of the car in a wall of death style with liquid shite spraying out of its ring. It took Dave all of the following day to clean the car enough to allow them to travel home ( windows open ). Pressing any button on the dash for the first time, would tend to result in a little squirt of shite.. Insurance write off apparently.
( , Fri 7 May 2004, 13:56, Reply)
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