ToiletsToilets 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.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:11)
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video shop jam rag and solitary pubeWhilst working (not actually doing any work) in a local video shop during my teens, I sneaked off to the bog to give birth to a regular council brown baby . After a minute or two of heaving I glanced to my left at the swing bin. Utter horror was the outcome as I focussed on the object that failed to trigger the 'swinging' action of the bin. Perched on the top of the bin was a jam rag, slightly skidded, with a pube (long) smack in the middle of it. This putrid object was only inches from my left knee. And to be quite honest it made me wretch because the host of this absorbent fanny blotter was a twenty five stone sweating behemoth called hazel who quite honestly put the 'fat' in "big fat pig'.
(, Wed 7 Sep 2005, 11:06, Reply)
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