Shit Stories: Part Number Two
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)
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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Reposted question so reposted story.
A few years ago i met a bloke who worked for the council drainage department who shared this story with me. His job was to inspect the sewer system . Normally they did this by sending a robot thing with a camera on down the pipes. They were looking for illegal connections , broken pipes , blockages that sort of thing.
In the main sewer lines every so often their is a sort of pan which acts as a collection point . The idea is that any big or heavy items will collect in these pans before they can block the pipes or a pumping station. Think what kids flush down the toilet keys, toys etc and you can understand why .
AS the story goes our hero was doing a routine inspection in a quiet suburban street one day just after lunch time. Sitting in the back of the van watching the monitors they hear a knock. Opening the door their is an old man looking a bit distressed. Turns out this man lived a few doors down and had just managed to flush his false teeth down the toilet. (apparently this is quite a common thing to happen ,god knows how)
He wanted to know if they could "keep an eye out for them"
The chances of the teeth being found were pretty remote .
However as it turned out at the next collection pan along , sitting covered in shit on top of a heap was a set of false teeth!! The robot was able to get hold of them and bring them back when the inspection was finished.
The crap covered gnashers were carefully presented to the old man "um are these yours?" . The old man picked then up , (no gloves here!) brushed them on his shirt a couple of times and PUT THEM IN HIS MOUTH. A few test chomps later " yup these are mine thanks" and walked off happy.
My old mate said to me that he had seen and smelt lots of awful stuff in that job, but this was the only time that he ever came close to loosing his lunch.
legnth ??? boiled in a bucket of bleach for at least a week with any sense
( , Wed 2 Apr 2008, 7:02, Reply)
Reposted question so reposted story.
A few years ago i met a bloke who worked for the council drainage department who shared this story with me. His job was to inspect the sewer system . Normally they did this by sending a robot thing with a camera on down the pipes. They were looking for illegal connections , broken pipes , blockages that sort of thing.
In the main sewer lines every so often their is a sort of pan which acts as a collection point . The idea is that any big or heavy items will collect in these pans before they can block the pipes or a pumping station. Think what kids flush down the toilet keys, toys etc and you can understand why .
AS the story goes our hero was doing a routine inspection in a quiet suburban street one day just after lunch time. Sitting in the back of the van watching the monitors they hear a knock. Opening the door their is an old man looking a bit distressed. Turns out this man lived a few doors down and had just managed to flush his false teeth down the toilet. (apparently this is quite a common thing to happen ,god knows how)
He wanted to know if they could "keep an eye out for them"
The chances of the teeth being found were pretty remote .
However as it turned out at the next collection pan along , sitting covered in shit on top of a heap was a set of false teeth!! The robot was able to get hold of them and bring them back when the inspection was finished.
The crap covered gnashers were carefully presented to the old man "um are these yours?" . The old man picked then up , (no gloves here!) brushed them on his shirt a couple of times and PUT THEM IN HIS MOUTH. A few test chomps later " yup these are mine thanks" and walked off happy.
My old mate said to me that he had seen and smelt lots of awful stuff in that job, but this was the only time that he ever came close to loosing his lunch.
legnth ??? boiled in a bucket of bleach for at least a week with any sense
( , Wed 2 Apr 2008, 7:02, Reply)
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