Cheshire hike
For those of you in the scouts when you were little, in the cheshire area, might have been involved in. Similar to the Duke of Edinburgh award, its was a 2 day hike... but with a race like element. You were paired with a friend, and had to navigate from one place to the other, taking in a camping overnight stay

I was teamed with my friend Paul.

Come midday on the Sunday, Paul was complaining he needed a poo. He had complained about an hour earlier, but he was now walking like someone attempting a limbo. Seeing that he only had so much strength to hold in the brown cigar, I told him to make haste to the bushes near by and cut off a length of dirty spine.

But there was a problem. We had heard grape-vine stories where you had to destroy whatever you left behind. We had hear burning away your poo was best.

So Paul disappears behind a conifer on this kind of farm, slightly off the public footpath. 10 minutes passes, and I hear him calling my name. He needed help burning away the evidence.

Im not sure why - but i agreed.

I arrived to see him standing over a gigantic ever slo slightly shiny log. with a lot of toilet paper draped over it. We got out the Matches and began lighting it in earnest.

I couldn’t describe the smell. Burning toilet paper is bad enough, but toilet paper smeared in shit, is horrid.

Then, we quickly noticed that the toilet paper was burning away - leaving behind a now very hot a steamy log, The smell erupting from which was equal to what Andy Dufrain came across in the 500yrds of shit to freedom.

We realised at that point poo is not very flammable, and quickly got on our way.
(Dan dan dan They tik urh jerbs!!!, Thu 29 Mar 2012, 16:45, 3 replies)

erm..
Shit story?

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(AndyC4m Eject Eject [><], Thu 29 Mar 2012, 16:59, closed)

I no longer want to
'do a poo at Paul's house'.
( number5 has been fighting tramps and losing., Thu 29 Mar 2012, 18:43, closed)

*Dufresne

( MatJ LOOK, Sat 31 Mar 2012, 1:05, closed)