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 my son was twohe came into our bedroom one Saturday morning and crawled into bed between us, then said, "Mom, I just did a cow poop."
After a moment's silence I announced, "He directly addressed you with that one."
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The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Tue 1 Apr 2008, 21:11,
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