» Shit Stories: Part Number Two

Ibiza
On the last night of our week long stay in Ibiza, we had an urge to do a 'Kieth Richards' and so to trash the room, I filled the bath up and jumped in it.
My naked self then I shat myself (holiday shit, "must be the foreign water...) on a lilo while having a smoke & drinking a bottle of san miguel in the bath - all friends including newly made girl mates from the room next door all witnessed this, in disgust.
I used the shower, went out and subsequently forgot about the bathroom.
Skip forward to the morning after being woken by the hotel manager asking what happened to the bathroom (as the cleaner has come in and snooped about while we were passed out).

Did you know farts smell as it's the poo particles you smell?
At school, the stench of my farts were known to clear classrooms. Imagine an entire class (teacher included) outside with a lad giggling like a naughty schoolboy (erm) sitting in the middle.

Its not the length just a stench
(Thu 27th Mar 2008, 15:26, More)