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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Didn't QUITE make it...
I must have been about 4yrs old and it is one of the ONLY memories I have of my childhood.
At a family party at some aunt's place, all having a bop and eating, drinking etc. I decide to go upstairs and see what my younger cousins are up to.
I get to the top and can hear my 3yr old cousin banging at the toilet door shouting 'Poo! Poo!' whilst clutching at her backside for dear life. Meanwhile, her shitbag of a brother (aged 4) is in the loo locked away laughing at her and refusing to open the door.
What she did I will NEVER forget. She trotted into his bedroom, dragged out his giant pick-up truck toy, placed it at the top of the stairs, lifted her dress up, pants down and laid a perfectly formed turd in the back of the truck.
Pretty fucking smart for a 3 year old. The icing on the cake was the shitbag brother crying for the rest of the night and being given smug looks by his younger sibling.
( , Wed 7 Sep 2005, 15:37, Reply)
I must have been about 4yrs old and it is one of the ONLY memories I have of my childhood.
At a family party at some aunt's place, all having a bop and eating, drinking etc. I decide to go upstairs and see what my younger cousins are up to.
I get to the top and can hear my 3yr old cousin banging at the toilet door shouting 'Poo! Poo!' whilst clutching at her backside for dear life. Meanwhile, her shitbag of a brother (aged 4) is in the loo locked away laughing at her and refusing to open the door.
What she did I will NEVER forget. She trotted into his bedroom, dragged out his giant pick-up truck toy, placed it at the top of the stairs, lifted her dress up, pants down and laid a perfectly formed turd in the back of the truck.
Pretty fucking smart for a 3 year old. The icing on the cake was the shitbag brother crying for the rest of the night and being given smug looks by his younger sibling.
( , Wed 7 Sep 2005, 15:37, Reply)
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