Crappy Krabbi
Travelling round thailand with my girlfriend we got stuck between ferry and flight in the stink hole that is Krabbi town. It was fucking hot and I had a dodgy tummy. Looking round for an air conditioned place to drop my load we ended up in a Chinese Karaoke teahouse(???)

I rushed into the sweaty Thai (squat over the hole) toilet and a shit grenade went off in my arse. It absolutly stank!!!, to make matters worse there was no toilet paper and just at that moment the cleaning lady decided to mop the floor. Sweating like a rapist the only thing left to do was wipe up with one of my socks.

The cleaner had a look of absolute disgust as i left the cubicle and placed my diarrhea covered sock in the bin, making a mental note to look out for lack of paper in the future.

We left the teahouse and headed for a crap department store where, 10 minutes later, I felt the cramps again. Sprinting to the shop's (even worse) toilets I let off another small brown explosion to the audience of a Thai man having a fag. I'd bloody done it again!!! there was no paper! There was, however, a little hosegun next the loo, obviously a primative flushing system. I picked it up and aimed it back up my arse to wash the crap out. Bad move! the gun went off like a riot hose, spraying little bits of shit up the walls and ceiling. Que my remaining sock.

Not a good day in Krabbi!
(fatcatpat, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 15:42, Reply)