with a rucksack on my back
I partook in a study which involved collecting stool samples on a daily basis for 8 weeks, which was rather strange to begin with having to poo in a bag and take it back to the lab at regular intervals. But i got used to this and got a bit of cash to help my student funds.
One weekend my friend asked if i fancied going camping and fishing so i said yeah nice one and off we went. I took along the collection bags and filled them up daily, although as you can imagine that carrying your own shit in a bag for 3 days in the height of summer is rather disgusting. Each day my friend would walk a little further ahead of me and I thought I was going slow untill the wind changed direction and I realised i smelt like a walking cesspit.
This did not stop me from catching a few fish, so all in all a good trip.
( Dont point it at your face up the ass, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 8:20, Reply)