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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Recent Indian Experience
I was recently in India with work and was taken out to lunch by one guy to quite a reasonable restaurant.
However, towards the end of the meal, the stomach cramps hit. I dashed into the gents, and of course this being India, there is no toilet paper in the loo. Fortunatly, there is a paper towel dispensor by the sink, so I pulled out a wad of paper towels, then dashed back into the cubical, and let rip.....
It was nasty.
After mopping up my behind with the towels, wI dumped them down the loo, and hit the flush button.
Nothing happened.
OK, I thought, option 2. There was a sort of shower on a hose attachment, that is normally used to wash your bum - I tired that. The most pathetic dribble of water came out of the end. It had no hope of dislodging the brown mess of poo and paper in the pan.
Basically, I had to leave the loo, explain to my host that we had to leave, get and pay the bill, then dash outside before anyone else went into that bog, to find it stuffed with shit and paper towels.
I did leave a big tip though.
I am going back to India next week, I hope I don't get taken to the same restaurant.
( , Wed 2 Apr 2008, 15:44, Reply)
I was recently in India with work and was taken out to lunch by one guy to quite a reasonable restaurant.
However, towards the end of the meal, the stomach cramps hit. I dashed into the gents, and of course this being India, there is no toilet paper in the loo. Fortunatly, there is a paper towel dispensor by the sink, so I pulled out a wad of paper towels, then dashed back into the cubical, and let rip.....
It was nasty.
After mopping up my behind with the towels, wI dumped them down the loo, and hit the flush button.
Nothing happened.
OK, I thought, option 2. There was a sort of shower on a hose attachment, that is normally used to wash your bum - I tired that. The most pathetic dribble of water came out of the end. It had no hope of dislodging the brown mess of poo and paper in the pan.
Basically, I had to leave the loo, explain to my host that we had to leave, get and pay the bill, then dash outside before anyone else went into that bog, to find it stuffed with shit and paper towels.
I did leave a big tip though.
I am going back to India next week, I hope I don't get taken to the same restaurant.
( , Wed 2 Apr 2008, 15:44, Reply)
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