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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When I was a babythere were no such thing as disposable nappies so I had terry towelling.
When I was being christened I thought that I would be an opportune time to express my views on organised religion. I chose this moment to make it good 'n' sloppy. As this was a terry nappy it just squidged out of the edges and went right down the front of the vicar when he picked me up.
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Mrs Entity is in hiding., Mon 31 Mar 2008, 23:48,
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