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Toilets are weird half public/half private spaces. All sorts of stuff goes on in them. They are devious entrances and exits from venues, places to have sex, to snort drugs or even, get this, to defecate. Tell us your favourite toilet stories.

(, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:11)
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Social Crapper!
okaaay... Out in the West End at the concrete bunker that is known as The Social (A DJ pre-club bar for those who don't know). I had been given some extremely strong marching powder and I basically done way too much in one huge hit! 5-10 mins later... I start to quiver, my heart is banging out of my chest and I'm losing grip on reality big time!! But worse that that.. I just explode back door stylee and shit myself in the largest of ways!! Anyway, I leg it to the cubicle (only one cube in the social!) and have to decide whilst quivering my shitey nuts off - How to clean up and get outta this mess?

I remove my jeans followed by my stinky-soiled pants and in my higher state of paranoid fear I try to set fire to my pants to get rid of the evidence... But these soiled calvin's were not gonna burn!!! So, I left a nice present for the cleaner hidden behind the u-bend! But I also had to clean up the sticky remains on my arse and sacks. So, the only way to get totally clean without a shower is to get some water and soap from sink. So I get some toilet paper and creep out of the cubicle to the sink where I soak the tissue and apply soap. But as I do this, some geezer stumbles into the toilet! He just stares in amazement at this tragic sight - Naked, fucked-up, lost-it coke cunt standing there in t-shirt & socks, absolutley off his bleedin' tits with a shitty arse exposed. I just start to laugh and ask him to give me a minute - His face was priceless!!! Anyway, he leaves and I continue to make the journey from cubicle to sink several times whilst random punters were coming in to have a lash, But needless to say, I did eventually get cleaned up without getting caught and carried on partying!

Hmmmm....Later......Laughed, I nearly shat!

(No apologies for length...only to the cleaner who later found my shitty present!)
(, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 13:01, Reply)

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