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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about 2 hours agoas a drunken dare, i decided to poo in a carrier bag with full intention of leaving it on the twat-headed neighbours doorstep. Sadly, my not-so-stealthy friend left it on the doorstep as we noticed the guy sat in his car. He saw what was going on, yelled "what are you doing?" and we ran inside.
We also hid. All 6 of us. On the stairwell in the pitch black.
After about 20 minutes we decided the coast was clear and now we're awaiting some kind of police visit in the morning to accompany a hangover. Fortunately for us, we're going to the beach instead! Yippee!
(, Wed 2 Apr 2008, 3:09, Reply)
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