Toilets
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)
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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Sicky knickers
I used to have a habit when I was really wankered on a night out, of finding a toilet and falling asleep sitting on it. Usually with my knickers round my ankles. This backfired on me one night (the night I met my fiance). I managed to pass out in a sitting position and must have vomited into my pants. I woke up to my now fiance, asking if I was OK just outside the door. I was too drunk to know what to do, so I just pulled my sick-heavy pants up and went home, totally ignoring him. I woke up in the morning with them still on and loads of congealed sick around my nethers.
I tried putting the pants in the washing machine, and they came out lovely and clean, but there was still loads of clean vomit bits in the drum, which I didn't notice. My housemates weren't very happy with me.
( , Sat 3 Sep 2005, 14:17, Reply)
I used to have a habit when I was really wankered on a night out, of finding a toilet and falling asleep sitting on it. Usually with my knickers round my ankles. This backfired on me one night (the night I met my fiance). I managed to pass out in a sitting position and must have vomited into my pants. I woke up to my now fiance, asking if I was OK just outside the door. I was too drunk to know what to do, so I just pulled my sick-heavy pants up and went home, totally ignoring him. I woke up in the morning with them still on and loads of congealed sick around my nethers.
I tried putting the pants in the washing machine, and they came out lovely and clean, but there was still loads of clean vomit bits in the drum, which I didn't notice. My housemates weren't very happy with me.
( , Sat 3 Sep 2005, 14:17, Reply)
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