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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A friend of my stepdads
Managed to go through about 40 years of his life fairly limited in his travel, but was well aware of the strange customs and sanitation solutions that France had to offer.
So he was in no way surprised when entering the small cubicle at the campsite in France he was staying at, to be presented with nothing more than a concrete slab and a hole. This did not bother him in any way, so he proceeded to take a dump. Being considerate he looked for some kind of flush/hose with which to wash down his poo, as it seemed to have trouble going down the 4 inch hole with a metal grill over it. He did finally find a tap on the wall, which released flowing warm water from overhead, and seemed to disintegrate said poo enough to get it down the chute.
He also didnt bother to look back at the sign that said "douche" on the door as he left the block.
( , Mon 5 Sep 2005, 16:36, Reply)
Managed to go through about 40 years of his life fairly limited in his travel, but was well aware of the strange customs and sanitation solutions that France had to offer.
So he was in no way surprised when entering the small cubicle at the campsite in France he was staying at, to be presented with nothing more than a concrete slab and a hole. This did not bother him in any way, so he proceeded to take a dump. Being considerate he looked for some kind of flush/hose with which to wash down his poo, as it seemed to have trouble going down the 4 inch hole with a metal grill over it. He did finally find a tap on the wall, which released flowing warm water from overhead, and seemed to disintegrate said poo enough to get it down the chute.
He also didnt bother to look back at the sign that said "douche" on the door as he left the block.
( , Mon 5 Sep 2005, 16:36, Reply)
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