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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Oh dear god make it stop!
Good idea
Bad idea...
Right the (ex)missus was way for the week visiting here sister so I decide to induldge my passion for spice by making a realy hot curry and by realy hot I mean sevire breathing difficulties.... So I browsed the web and found a recipe for an authentic india curry developed arround the north london circular called the chicken ring stinger (I think we can see where this is going).
This curry involves 1lb of birds eye chillies and was great! I just yummed it up drank lots of beer and then fell asleep. The next morning I work up 1st dump of the day......................................................................................................
felt odly good ,whay hay got away with it!!, had a shower and got the train to work.
10 minutes from london and I start to feel the call
5minute to london it turns to a shout
train pulls in and nature is having a full blown panic attack
so I run to the loos at full pelt, NOOOOOOO!!! I see a sign that says I need 20p!!!! I have no coins!!!!!! and what feels like molten lead is threatening to melt my rectum!!!!!!
Then I spy that the barrier is out of order and the loos are free!!!!
Through the barrier down the stairs then walk calmly into a cubical (i would want to look like I was lossing my cool). sat down and the most painful 20 mins of my life ensued. Shitting broken glass could not of hurt less. my advice go easy on the birds eyes.
I walked like john wayne for 2 days!
( , Tue 6 Sep 2005, 12:42, Reply)
Good idea
Bad idea...
Right the (ex)missus was way for the week visiting here sister so I decide to induldge my passion for spice by making a realy hot curry and by realy hot I mean sevire breathing difficulties.... So I browsed the web and found a recipe for an authentic india curry developed arround the north london circular called the chicken ring stinger (I think we can see where this is going).
This curry involves 1lb of birds eye chillies and was great! I just yummed it up drank lots of beer and then fell asleep. The next morning I work up 1st dump of the day......................................................................................................
felt odly good ,whay hay got away with it!!, had a shower and got the train to work.
10 minutes from london and I start to feel the call
5minute to london it turns to a shout
train pulls in and nature is having a full blown panic attack
so I run to the loos at full pelt, NOOOOOOO!!! I see a sign that says I need 20p!!!! I have no coins!!!!!! and what feels like molten lead is threatening to melt my rectum!!!!!!
Then I spy that the barrier is out of order and the loos are free!!!!
Through the barrier down the stairs then walk calmly into a cubical (i would want to look like I was lossing my cool). sat down and the most painful 20 mins of my life ensued. Shitting broken glass could not of hurt less. my advice go easy on the birds eyes.
I walked like john wayne for 2 days!
( , Tue 6 Sep 2005, 12:42, Reply)
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