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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Throwing poo
I had a friend called Gillon (yes, his first name) with whom I used to go pike fishing on Saturdays. One day Gillon's slightly insane mate Chris turned up to join us. Gillon had waded out and set up his deckchair and rods on a tiny island in the gravel pit, from which there was no quick escape - one foot wrong when wading and you were in 50-foot deep water. Chris pulls down his pants, craps into his own hand and flings it over the water at Gillon. Gillon sees it coming but can't dodge it. It scores a direct hit on the side of his face. Chris never gets invited fishing again, surprisingly.
( , Fri 7 May 2004, 21:44, Reply)
I had a friend called Gillon (yes, his first name) with whom I used to go pike fishing on Saturdays. One day Gillon's slightly insane mate Chris turned up to join us. Gillon had waded out and set up his deckchair and rods on a tiny island in the gravel pit, from which there was no quick escape - one foot wrong when wading and you were in 50-foot deep water. Chris pulls down his pants, craps into his own hand and flings it over the water at Gillon. Gillon sees it coming but can't dodge it. It scores a direct hit on the side of his face. Chris never gets invited fishing again, surprisingly.
( , Fri 7 May 2004, 21:44, Reply)
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