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New site? Maybe some day.
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I really thought I was gonna have to get off and shit into a manhole or something.
Do not order the Double Cooked Pork from the Beijing Cafe on Comm Ave.
But will I eat the left-overs? ..yeah, probly. |
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no. I was gagging from the diabolical stench. |
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sodomy + double cooked pork is a rough mix. at least you learned your lesson |
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shit into your MOM's hole |
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That'll learn ya. You would be a prime candidate for a scat film right about now. |
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I took a BIG dump afew days ago. |
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Ive been eating rasin bran regularly.....fuckin HUGE dumps. |
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Scoracrasia said: That'll learn ya. You would be a prime candidate for a scat film right about now. |
oh yeah, nothing like a 25-wiper to boost your fecal fetish. |
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Just for this thread, Im going to post my huge shit log tomorrow. |
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nice. man, i need to get a camera phone. |
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cdan said: Scoracrasia said:That'll learn ya. You would be a prime candidate for a scat film right about now. |
oh yeah, nothing like a 25-wiper to boost your fecal fetish. |
HAHA!
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Last time I shit myself, I was unloading equipment at the jam space. As I pulled up to the loading dock, I could feel the pressure building, but it wasn't reaching emergency status just yet. I then make the poor decision to get all the cabs out of the truck onto the dock. Now I have 2 Line 6 cabs which are extremely heavy, so perhaps it was the excess straining that made the turtle-head attempt to emerge. I then do the ass-clenched baby-step dash down the hall to the facilities where I frantically struggle to get my pants down and forcefully evacuate into the hapless throne. I breathe a sigh of relief, then look down at my boxers only to find a juicy brown stain -- apparently the turtle-head did emerge. I then wipe myself (25 wipes, I wish), ditch the boxers at the nearest receptacle and free-ball the rest of the day. The End. |
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largefreakatzero said: Last time I shit myself, I was unloading equipment at the jam space. As I pulled up to the loading dock, I could feel the pressure building, but it wasn't reaching emergency status just yet. I then make the poor decision to get all the cabs out of the truck onto the dock. Now I have 2 Line 6 cabs which are extremely heavy, so perhaps it was the excess straining that made the turtle-head attempt to emerge. I then do the ass-clenched baby-step dash down the hall to the facilities where I frantically struggle to get my pants down and forcefully evacuate into the hapless throne. I breathe a sigh of relief, then look down at my boxers only to find a juicy brown stain -- apparently the turtle-head did emerge. I then wipe myself (25 wipes, I wish), ditch the boxers at the nearest receptacle and free-ball the rest of the day. The End. |
AHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHHAHA
I dont know which is worse, the pants shit, or shitting on those terlits.
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HAH, my pop is obcess with the beijing cafe, i've never been into, i should again it's been half a decade since i was there. |
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nud pob the thai place like 5 doors down from beijing cafe is wayyyy better. If you like awesome thai for real cheap go there, and you get your food faster than at a fast-food joint! |
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largefreakatzero said: Last time I shit myself, I was unloading equipment at the jam space. As I pulled up to the loading dock, I could feel the pressure building, but it wasn't reaching emergency status just yet. I then make the poor decision to get all the cabs out of the truck onto the dock. Now I have 2 Line 6 cabs which are extremely heavy, so perhaps it was the excess straining that made the turtle-head attempt to emerge. I then do the ass-clenched baby-step dash down the hall to the facilities where I frantically struggle to get my pants down and forcefully evacuate into the hapless throne. I breathe a sigh of relief, then look down at my boxers only to find a juicy brown stain -- apparently the turtle-head did emerge. I then wipe myself (25 wipes, I wish), ditch the boxers at the nearest receptacle and free-ball the rest of the day. The End. |
holy shit, i loled at that big time. fantastic. yeah, i shit myself at work once and had to ditch the boxers. pissed me off, good pair too.
this rube i used to work with told me a story about a shit episode he had on the golf course once. he had a shit attack like on the 10th hole, ran over to a tree and dumped like a mad man. he used his under-shirt to wipe himself, KEPT the shirt (in his golf bag), and finished the rest of the holes like a champ. now that's what I call a success story.
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Another good wiping implement in a bind is your sock, hence "The Sockrifice". But yes, the t-shirt works as well. I've never kept a shit-soiled piece of clothing though, that's a bit nasty. |
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Ive used the wifebeater before in times of desparation. Why is it that when you really have to shit the second you get anywhere near a toilet your ass refuses to wait any longer? |
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