Shit Stories: Part Number TwoAs 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.
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chthonic, Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
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A mate of mine...Once broke into said festival with a few of his mates. After several hours sliding past the security patrols and fences and the odd helicopter they were almost there. The only remaining obstacle was a ditch. They clambered through it, marvelling at the thick, glutinous mud at the bottom.
It was only when they got out the other side that they realised exactly what they'd been crawling through.
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