Shit Stories: Part Number Two
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Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
As a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
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My sister told me this
I'm not sure if this is an urban legend, but my sister tells me it happened to her mate, and I've not heard it before....
Basically, my sister's mate, D, came over to her place before they all went out to a gig in our nations glorious capital. He noticed that they had a box of Nesquick on the side in the kitchen. "I fucking love Nesquick" he says and proceeds to drink 3 pints of it before they leave the house.
That night, they're all having a cracking time at the gig, but D comes over all funny and promptly shits himself in the middle of the dancefloor. Obviously embarassed he heads for the door, runs back to my sister's place (thankfully not too far away) and cleans himself up. He borrows some trousers from a housemate and before he leaves, sneaks in another couple of pints of Nesquick.
When he gets back to the bar they're at, he gets a round in, they all laugh at him shitting himself and a jolly time is had by all. Until he shits himself again, and this time in borrowed trousers. After disappearing he doesn't reapper that night.
The following week, they are going out again and after consuming another few pints of Nesquick, D shits himself once again.
It is suggested to D that perhaps the nesquick has something to do with him constantly shitting himself in public, and that it's not very comely and he wont get a girlfriend that way etc etc etc. his response is: "I know, but I REALLY fucking love Nesquick"
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 16:07, Reply)
I'm not sure if this is an urban legend, but my sister tells me it happened to her mate, and I've not heard it before....
Basically, my sister's mate, D, came over to her place before they all went out to a gig in our nations glorious capital. He noticed that they had a box of Nesquick on the side in the kitchen. "I fucking love Nesquick" he says and proceeds to drink 3 pints of it before they leave the house.
That night, they're all having a cracking time at the gig, but D comes over all funny and promptly shits himself in the middle of the dancefloor. Obviously embarassed he heads for the door, runs back to my sister's place (thankfully not too far away) and cleans himself up. He borrows some trousers from a housemate and before he leaves, sneaks in another couple of pints of Nesquick.
When he gets back to the bar they're at, he gets a round in, they all laugh at him shitting himself and a jolly time is had by all. Until he shits himself again, and this time in borrowed trousers. After disappearing he doesn't reapper that night.
The following week, they are going out again and after consuming another few pints of Nesquick, D shits himself once again.
It is suggested to D that perhaps the nesquick has something to do with him constantly shitting himself in public, and that it's not very comely and he wont get a girlfriend that way etc etc etc. his response is: "I know, but I REALLY fucking love Nesquick"
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 16:07, Reply)
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