Technically not in but....
After an exrtemely heavy night out I was on a train going to Glasgow cos my pipe band was playing at the opening of the special olympics (and as a note I knew I had booked a ticket to hull as soon as we where told of this!).

Now my belt is rather high up due to the length of my kilt and when sitting it is a tad uncomfertable. I had made myself eat something before leaving my house as I knew I would pass out half way to the station.

About half way into the journey my stomach is doing loop-the-loops so I decide the toilet is need. Press the button, nothing, worringly press it more.

Some women says "ah you need the ticket guy to open it". Now I had been on that train for a good 30 minutes with no sign of the fucker. So I go back to my seat and take my mind of it with porn in my mind and the likes. But it couldn't last.

I just had too. And to the people in seats neary by I am sorry for the lack of warning, the fact it sounded like I was giving birth from the mouth or the fact all the water I drank from being dehydrated made it all a very watery mess that ran everywhere.

Felt fucking magic afterwards though.

Sorry for legnth, still can't see it under my kilt though!
(puggs, Thu 8 Sep 2005, 1:04, Reply)