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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Ninja Poo
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One of my mates suffers from IBS to such an extent that it has taken over his world. He plans his life around ready access to decent shithouses. (His favourite is the disabled toilets where he works which he's dubbed his cripple-crapper.)
So one afternoon I was quietly reading at home when I heard the front door open, footsteps across the kitchen, through the hall and then the toilet door open.
"Hmm. Flatmate must have taken the day off work I thought"
Then I heard the toilet flush and receding footsteps and the cheery call:
"Thanks Legless"
Followed by the front door closing.
It had been my mate. Caught short near my house he decided to drop by and, err, drop one. When I pulled him up about it (he could have at least poked his head in the front room and said hi..) he answered:
"You should feel fucking privileged. I'm very particular where I crap. It means I trust you."
Err. Right.
Cheers
( , Fri 28 Mar 2008, 3:34, 1 reply)
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One of my mates suffers from IBS to such an extent that it has taken over his world. He plans his life around ready access to decent shithouses. (His favourite is the disabled toilets where he works which he's dubbed his cripple-crapper.)
So one afternoon I was quietly reading at home when I heard the front door open, footsteps across the kitchen, through the hall and then the toilet door open.
"Hmm. Flatmate must have taken the day off work I thought"
Then I heard the toilet flush and receding footsteps and the cheery call:
"Thanks Legless"
Followed by the front door closing.
It had been my mate. Caught short near my house he decided to drop by and, err, drop one. When I pulled him up about it (he could have at least poked his head in the front room and said hi..) he answered:
"You should feel fucking privileged. I'm very particular where I crap. It means I trust you."
Err. Right.
Cheers
( , Fri 28 Mar 2008, 3:34, 1 reply)
Sounds like he's leaving his mark on your territory
tis a predatory thing.
He might harbour a secret loving for Mrs Legless too; you want to keep a close eye on him :)
( , Fri 28 Mar 2008, 8:51, closed)
tis a predatory thing.
He might harbour a secret loving for Mrs Legless too; you want to keep a close eye on him :)
( , Fri 28 Mar 2008, 8:51, closed)
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