Tomous wrote:2013. Gordano Services, outside Bristol. Sunday night after 5 days at Glastonbury without shitting. It was painful but beautiful.
I can only assume the cubicle was put into early retirement afterwards.
I know that feeling well. I shat myself in the middle of the brothers cider field one day after forcing a fart out after 2 days of drinking cider. Luckily it was only the Thursday so I had time to recover, but I had to throw my boxers and that pair of jeans away I also think my mate who was with me came close to pissing himself laughing when this happend in front of him.
*shows already seeping gooseberry fool stain by crotch"
After cleaning myself up I went back to find him and he was still lying on the floor in tears
Poo story 2:
I went to.san Francisco with my parents for a week when I was 17 and I had a real complex about people knowing I was shitting, so.i held it for the whole week. A whole week of not shitting on American food
I only went when we got back home, and it was like trying to pass a bucket full of hardend concrete.