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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Reminds me ofmy daughter when she was very young. One July 4th we were at the fireworks and she was snuggled on my lap (it gets cold in the evening in the Adirondacks). Periodically she got up and moved about ten feet from me and stood for a few moments before coming back to my lap.
"What are you doing?" I whispered to her.
"I had to fart, Daddy."
Somehow these words coming from an angelic little blonde struck me as the funniest thing ever. For months after I referred to her as "Rumble-Butt".
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The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 31 Mar 2008, 17:18,
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