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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Ok not shit related but happened in a toilet cubicle
One for the ladies, this story.
When my youngest sister was about 3 or 4 years old we were out shopping and I had to go to the loo. Of course her being a toddler, I couldn't leave her outside the cubicle so I took her in with me. At the time I was on the blob and after having done the deed, realised that my tampon needed changing. But, how to change it with my sister a foot in front of me and as all toddlers are, far too curious for their own good. Haha! I had an idea. I asked her to check that the door lock was properly closed, a job she relished as it was important in her eyes. As she turned and in what seemed like the blink of an eye, I got rid of the old tampon, got a new one out of my bag, took off the wrapper and inserted it just as she turned back. Of course being the clever little thing that she is, she knew something was up and kept looking puzzled as I pulled up my pants and got ready to leave. She was even more puzzled by the fact I was laughing like a mad women all the way out of the facilities.
From telling this story to my family, I have thus been christened, Ninja tampon women.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 19:10, 5 replies)
One for the ladies, this story.
When my youngest sister was about 3 or 4 years old we were out shopping and I had to go to the loo. Of course her being a toddler, I couldn't leave her outside the cubicle so I took her in with me. At the time I was on the blob and after having done the deed, realised that my tampon needed changing. But, how to change it with my sister a foot in front of me and as all toddlers are, far too curious for their own good. Haha! I had an idea. I asked her to check that the door lock was properly closed, a job she relished as it was important in her eyes. As she turned and in what seemed like the blink of an eye, I got rid of the old tampon, got a new one out of my bag, took off the wrapper and inserted it just as she turned back. Of course being the clever little thing that she is, she knew something was up and kept looking puzzled as I pulled up my pants and got ready to leave. She was even more puzzled by the fact I was laughing like a mad women all the way out of the facilities.
From telling this story to my family, I have thus been christened, Ninja tampon women.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 19:10, 5 replies)
Madam
I salute you! My answer (when with young daughters) was to ask them to find something in my bag. I don't have your lightning reflexes, sadly.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 19:30, closed)
I salute you! My answer (when with young daughters) was to ask them to find something in my bag. I don't have your lightning reflexes, sadly.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 19:30, closed)
Weewitch...
To this day I don't know how I managed all the manouvers in such a short space of time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 20:00, closed)
To this day I don't know how I managed all the manouvers in such a short space of time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 20:00, closed)
I thought for a minute
that you were going to say she opened the door instead, revealing you in mid-tampon change.
Thankfully it turned out better than that!
( , Fri 28 Mar 2008, 8:27, closed)
that you were going to say she opened the door instead, revealing you in mid-tampon change.
Thankfully it turned out better than that!
( , Fri 28 Mar 2008, 8:27, closed)
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