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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Dr Seuss would've been proud of this one
My old flatmate has 2 cats, who would shit anywhere and everywhere they wanted, so after a few weeks of moving in and a few weeks of getting fed up with it, i brought them a big cat litter tray which i put in the bathroom. Soon the cats got used to the idea, after a hell of a long time litter-training. One night a few mates and i go out on the piss, i invite them back to mine for more drinks, but we have to stay in my room as my flat mates room is above the living room. This was fine, but i thought to keep the noise down better, i'll shut the door to the living room plus for extra quiteness push the doormat under the door so no noise can seep through the bottom (i was very drunk!) and remember to let the cats out to do there business before i got to sleep.... I wake up the next morning with my tounge sticking to the roof of my mouth and a huge headache, that wasnt being helped by the banging on my bedroom door. Angrily i get out of bed and angrily open my door, to angrily find my flatmate, angrily looking at me. Then she uttered the immortal words. "Beano!, The cat shat on the mat!". I only got away with it, because i starting pissing myself laughing, that she found the funny side too.
( , Sun 30 Mar 2008, 18:55, 1 reply)
My old flatmate has 2 cats, who would shit anywhere and everywhere they wanted, so after a few weeks of moving in and a few weeks of getting fed up with it, i brought them a big cat litter tray which i put in the bathroom. Soon the cats got used to the idea, after a hell of a long time litter-training. One night a few mates and i go out on the piss, i invite them back to mine for more drinks, but we have to stay in my room as my flat mates room is above the living room. This was fine, but i thought to keep the noise down better, i'll shut the door to the living room plus for extra quiteness push the doormat under the door so no noise can seep through the bottom (i was very drunk!) and remember to let the cats out to do there business before i got to sleep.... I wake up the next morning with my tounge sticking to the roof of my mouth and a huge headache, that wasnt being helped by the banging on my bedroom door. Angrily i get out of bed and angrily open my door, to angrily find my flatmate, angrily looking at me. Then she uttered the immortal words. "Beano!, The cat shat on the mat!". I only got away with it, because i starting pissing myself laughing, that she found the funny side too.
( , Sun 30 Mar 2008, 18:55, 1 reply)
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