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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Chemistry Lesson
When I asked my mum about a scar on her leg she told me a tale of my dad and his best getting severly drunk one evening.
My dad's mate for some reason owned a large chunk of sodium...can you see where this is going?
Anyway looking for a good idea my dad came up with the gem of lobbing the lump down the can...but said can was made of plastic.
Cue molten toilet flying everywhere.
Inspired by this young Mastic (aged 14 -circa '94) saw some unatttended potassium in a chemistry lab at school. Eager to emulate the great deeds of my father I took a couple of mates to the nearist poop chute and emptied the load into the pan.
Instead of one big lump of sodium I had several smaller lumps of potassium (slightly more reactive). All I remember was purple flames then the bangs started. James decided the best plan was to flush the loo...bad idea it just angered it.
We fled for our lives and heard more louder bangs.
Cue 2 days later sat in the deputy head's office watching a CCTV replay of 3 lads running out of the little boys room followed by clouds of billowing smoke and steady stream of water flowing behind.
( , Mon 5 Sep 2005, 20:20, Reply)
When I asked my mum about a scar on her leg she told me a tale of my dad and his best getting severly drunk one evening.
My dad's mate for some reason owned a large chunk of sodium...can you see where this is going?
Anyway looking for a good idea my dad came up with the gem of lobbing the lump down the can...but said can was made of plastic.
Cue molten toilet flying everywhere.
Inspired by this young Mastic (aged 14 -circa '94) saw some unatttended potassium in a chemistry lab at school. Eager to emulate the great deeds of my father I took a couple of mates to the nearist poop chute and emptied the load into the pan.
Instead of one big lump of sodium I had several smaller lumps of potassium (slightly more reactive). All I remember was purple flames then the bangs started. James decided the best plan was to flush the loo...bad idea it just angered it.
We fled for our lives and heard more louder bangs.
Cue 2 days later sat in the deputy head's office watching a CCTV replay of 3 lads running out of the little boys room followed by clouds of billowing smoke and steady stream of water flowing behind.
( , Mon 5 Sep 2005, 20:20, Reply)
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