Shit Stories: Part Number Two
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)
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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Open the pod bay doors hal
Background : My work requires me to climb radio masts on a regular basis.
On that note, I always always *always* need a jobbie before I start climbing - it's not nerves, more a routine, because you can't really have a shit when you're 40m up and hanging from a rope.
I also always make a point of photographing my doings and sending the picture to my colleagues - one such beauty found it's way round our office with the caption "YORKIE: IT'S NOT FOR GIRLS"
On one occassion I've had a customer pick up a component bag with a whopper of a turd in it and put it in their car along with the site rubbish for disposal. I never said anything (they were twunts as it happens).
Jobbies are great
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 19:03, Reply)
Background : My work requires me to climb radio masts on a regular basis.
On that note, I always always *always* need a jobbie before I start climbing - it's not nerves, more a routine, because you can't really have a shit when you're 40m up and hanging from a rope.
I also always make a point of photographing my doings and sending the picture to my colleagues - one such beauty found it's way round our office with the caption "YORKIE: IT'S NOT FOR GIRLS"
On one occassion I've had a customer pick up a component bag with a whopper of a turd in it and put it in their car along with the site rubbish for disposal. I never said anything (they were twunts as it happens).
Jobbies are great
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 19:03, Reply)
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