And a camping poop one too...
Before I started my freshman year in college, I went on an orientation camping trip with my future fellow students. The plan was to hike for three days, then spend the last two days white water rafting. This was my first "real" hike - with the fifty-pound backpacks and all.

This story occurred on the second day out on the trail. We were resting after getting to the halfway point of our 10 mile hike for the day.

During this break, one of the boy members of the trip decided that he had to go to the bathroom - and he needed toilet paper, since it was going to be one of THOSE times. Unfortunately, all except one of us forgot to bring toilet paper - and the one who brought some only brought a wad of it, rather than a roll. He kindly lent this wad to the fellow in question, though he did ask that the entire pile not be used.
So, toilet paper in hand, the fellow wandered into the woods.


...Half an hour later, he returned. Without any leftover toilet paper. He did have a big grin on his face though - and the first words out of his mouth were "You guys would not believe what just happened."

Apparently he decided to take a crap off the side of a log. This went fine until, when he stood up to wipe, he fell backwards into the his own pile of poop. That's why all the toilet paper was gone. That's why he was gone an entire 30 minutes.

This story is great because this was only the second day of our journey - our second day of knowing each other. He was truly a brave soul to man-up to a group of strangers about falling back into his own crap...
(juliajuliajulia, Sun 30 Mar 2008, 18:10, Reply)