Fruit Ninja.

Awesome grogan ap.

I've seen that on the app list... Good to know

They have a good lite version to try before you invest your hard earned $1.08.

Word to that... I'm 3 guinnesses deep right now at lunch, lord knows there will be a heinous dump in store later surely greezed by the fish & chips I just consumed

Finally read it all. f'in hilarious.


Oh a few more camp stories, because they almost always involved poop.


So the medic's trailer was the only place that was mostly open for a good AC'ed dump. For those that have never pooped without AC, it is the pits. You get used to it after a summer, but having a fan blow on your jewels whilst releasing brown matter is glorious. Anywho, the medic tried to make sure kids wouldn't feign "sickness" to poop indoors. But kids would hold it for 3 days, then claim of hurting. So one kid, we nicknamed him Sanchez (he was Mexican decent). He goes in to the medics complaining of stomach hurting and could he go to the bathroom. The medic, "Fine. When was the last time you went?". Kid never answers, but shuts the door. Medic goes back to watching shows on laptop. About 20 minutes pass, the kid comes out and bolts the trailer. By this time, the smell is now out. The scene will forever be burned into my mind:

There was poop EVERYWHERE. The toilet. The seat. The walls. THE G'DAM CEILING HAD POOP ON IT. The toilet was overflowing, due to paper towels being shoved down into the toilet. About 1/2 a roll of toilet paper was used trying to wipe or whatever. And the best, a poop hand print on the door.


That took about a hour to clean and from then on, no one was allowed to use the bathroom unless they had been going regularly. The ceiling poop was the hardest to get off. Mop and bleach water and sit attacking it.


Oh and the trailer was one of those construction trailers you see. We rented one for the summer for the medic's place.



In the Brown building (no pun intended), the women's bathroom one time had someone put poop on the ceiling. How did we know? It fell. In the middle of the area in front of the two stalls. It was stuck to the AC vent and drop ceiling tile, and fell. Janitors wouldn't clean it up, so they had to get a special crew to come in and clean it up. Needless to say, some people were pissed that happened.

~egon

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How does one even get poop on the ceiling?!

I return to celebrate my triumphant victory in the ritual contest of male crapper dominance.

Like a rutting buck, I charged into the field of battle, 2 hours after consuming a substantial taco bell meal, and moving with a desperate haste, I knew my victory was all but assured.
Confronted with a 2 holer, I noticed that the near stall was occupied, but the weak fragrant eminations were going to be no match for the impending fruit of my bowels. I charged straight for the remaining handi-crapper, and took no heed of the bare seat, as time was not on my side.

As my ass touched the throne, I proceeded to sound the charge with a chunky, gaseous blast of explosive diarrhea, not easily matched by any mere mortal crap. A few solid seconds of splattering, intermixed with grunts and the gaseous bubbling of methane and turd particles established my challege to the other poor unfortunate defecator. The master had arrived.

Then, a tense silence. Almost umbearable, as each will strove to take advantage of the relative peace and austere quiet privacy of the male crapper in a noisy cubicle world. But my crap was the stronger, and my tolerance the greater, and my ass kept riveted in place by the risk of a follow up shart, I held my ground as the sound of a toilet paper dispenser being used reached my ear.

I was merciless in my resolve, and dismissing even the thought of a courtesy flush, I powered through the remaining farts and turd bubbles, until my mission was complete, and the other crapper washed his hands, and retreated in disgrace from the crapper.

Solitude, in my personal stench cloud, was mine. Now to make good my escape before someone else enters the room and attributes the odorous nasal flotsam and jetsam to me. I hastily wipe, wash, and retreat to an empty hallway. Excelsior!

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bravo man. bravo

Laying in bed cracking up just now... I woke up my old lady

This thread just popped back in my head again after getting to the office this morning. First item of business, let loose some party mud. Sat down on what could have possibly been the most wonderfully warm toilet seat ever. Really gotta appreciate that when it's so miserably cold out. Thank God they left the heat on in the office all night.

when it is cold.. it is hard to relax and let loose. that warm seat helps exercise the evil spirits.

our guest bathroom is like a sauna on cold days, if i leave the door shut in between grog-sessions. I leave the fan running to rid stinkdemons, then come time for the next gut-dropping its nice and inviting.

Come on, I'm tellin' you, it's great. I opened up all the windows... the air is cold, the bathroom is boiling hot... It's like Sweden, man. Sweeeeden!

Was just on the work crapper moments ago when the power failed.

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and whats the deeeeal with sh*tter phone convos? the only reason you shouldbe on your phone whilst dropping one is to check email, non-picture text people, or look at mobile porn (but you run the risk of catching a bone and having your hog touch the inner rim)

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Super lol.

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Had an experience yesterday that really made me feel dirty. I was enjoying the passing of a telephone-like pole. Anyway, evidently it was long enough to bottom out in the bowl while still attached. When it finally released from my orifice, instead of slipping innocently down the drain, it fell forward and dealt a glancing blow to the backside of my boys. My initial thought was what the hell was that and when I figured it out, I grabbed a piece of paper and gave them a quick wipe to assess the damage. Sure enough, I had a brown smear. Try as I may to cleanse myself, I felt unsanitary until I was able to take a shower after work

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cold toilet seats

1. No hvac in my bathroom
2. Our pipes were frozen when I got here this am, couldnt fragger.

Hoping to not lose power again. I think some guy was just taking steel wool to his sphincter. Dude was wiping like he had dried paint caked on. Ouch.

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Need to recommend to your friend to use this:



and then this:



and then one of these:

a day of peaceful crapping working at home. no intruders to deal with.

I just dropped a brown icicle

This may be a dumb question, but has this thread reached epic status yet? Legend status?

Ummm...Flipper, you may want to edit your hotlinked image on page 20.

that makes quite an interesting post now.

Wow!

Holy taco, batman!

HA!

somehow my office can block random websites but that one is ok??

Flipper....

nice

it shows up as the old picture on my iphone, but log on via the laptop and BAM!!!!!

At least it's not tub girl