Shit Stories: Part Number Two
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( , 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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Two toilets blocked... one shit
A couple of years back I broke two fingers at a local gig. Due to the nature of the breakage they had to put me under general anaesthetic to treat them and I ended up having a pin insterted into one finger. Now everyone knows general anaesthetic backs you up a bit, but 8 days later I still hadn't taken a dump and was starting to get a bit worried - I was still eating like a horse and it felt like there was a block of lead inside my stomach.
10 days in and I was sat there at work when the first rumblings happened. I knew this was it. I rushed off to the toilets and prepared to do battle with the uberturd I had stored in my colon.
Dropping my trousers, I sat down and readied my soon-to-be-ruined anus. I tested the water with a little push to see how big this thing truly was, it barely moved so it must have been a beast. I was at work and time was of the essence so I decided to throw caution to the wind and let fly. I pushed with all my might and the turd finally moved slowly but surely towards it's watery grave. I had never known pain like it, and along with the pain I also experienced spots before my eyes and my hearing seemed muffled as well. This shit had really broken me!
After dropping the main log there was a good deal of looser, less consistent stool to follow, so much in fact that I thought I had better flush before I wiped or it would block up. It blocked anyway, meaning I had to shuffle to the next cubicle with my trousers round my ankles to wipe my arse. The sheer mess surrounding my poor bunghole meant that I had to use almost a whole loo roll which promptly blocked that toilet too.
( , Mon 31 Mar 2008, 17:28, Reply)
A couple of years back I broke two fingers at a local gig. Due to the nature of the breakage they had to put me under general anaesthetic to treat them and I ended up having a pin insterted into one finger. Now everyone knows general anaesthetic backs you up a bit, but 8 days later I still hadn't taken a dump and was starting to get a bit worried - I was still eating like a horse and it felt like there was a block of lead inside my stomach.
10 days in and I was sat there at work when the first rumblings happened. I knew this was it. I rushed off to the toilets and prepared to do battle with the uberturd I had stored in my colon.
Dropping my trousers, I sat down and readied my soon-to-be-ruined anus. I tested the water with a little push to see how big this thing truly was, it barely moved so it must have been a beast. I was at work and time was of the essence so I decided to throw caution to the wind and let fly. I pushed with all my might and the turd finally moved slowly but surely towards it's watery grave. I had never known pain like it, and along with the pain I also experienced spots before my eyes and my hearing seemed muffled as well. This shit had really broken me!
After dropping the main log there was a good deal of looser, less consistent stool to follow, so much in fact that I thought I had better flush before I wiped or it would block up. It blocked anyway, meaning I had to shuffle to the next cubicle with my trousers round my ankles to wipe my arse. The sheer mess surrounding my poor bunghole meant that I had to use almost a whole loo roll which promptly blocked that toilet too.
( , Mon 31 Mar 2008, 17:28, Reply)
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