― toraneko, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Geoff, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Mike Hanle y, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
there are websites devoted to the perfect, long coiled and unbroken turd. I just dont have them on my favourites list so i cant link them.
― Menelaus Darcy, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
my friend stephen's poos are so long and unbroken that they can't be flushed away afterwards. no shit. (haha)
ps menelaus says that splash results from bad entry angle
― di, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Bill, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
apropos of the usual nothing
xoxo
― Norman Poo, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― mark s, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
p.s.: when are we gonna start a "should poo stink or not??" thread. or a "which ILEr thinks his/her poo doesn't stink"?
― Tadeusz Suchodolski, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― ethan, Saturday, 20 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― toraneko, Sunday, 21 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― lady doo, Sunday, 21 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― di, Sunday, 21 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Johnathan, Sunday, 21 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
I had an exciting experience in the physio building toilets today, the lights were mental and so there was a strobe effect. I felt like I was in a rock video.
― Menelaus Darcy, Sunday, 21 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Tracer Hand, Sunday, 21 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Graham, Sunday, 21 October 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― electric sound of jim, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Geoff the, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― kevin enas, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
An amusing aside: back when I was living in a shared house we let a room to this sweet little Scottish boy who was seeing a big heffalump of a hippy chick. She must've been on bran or Colon Blow™ cereal because one day Esther ventured into yon commode to find a very lengthy turd left behind by this woman, which was so long about a third of it was peeking out above the water. I have never heard Esther scream so loud, and thereafter the girlfriend was known to all as the Log Lady.
― suzy, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Alan Trewartha, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― RickyT, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― N., Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Ronan, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Someone once proposed the theory tha instead of using paper to prevent splashback, you should pour oil into the toilet. Is anyone willing to test this?
― Ally C, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
mind you, it would get rid of the ass hair problem...
suzy - extra points for the twin peaks reference.
― Ned Raggett, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I do have a by-proxy poo story from a friend who went to Carleton in Minnesota which I could be coerced into telling...
― Dan Perry, Monday, 25 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
A freshman befriends some jovial upperclassmen. They invite him to a weekend debauch where they are going to induct him into the Century Club. (I've heard different definitions of the Century Club from different sources; theirs was doing 100 shots of beer in 100 minutes.) Their one stipulation was that he needed to bring his own shot glass. The freshman is VERY EXCITED, so excited that he runs to the campus bookstore and buys himself a new shot glass for the occasion. Unfortunately, the poor boy is an inexperienced drinker and doesn't realize that he's purchased a double shot glass. Now, The Freshman is a big guy and keeps up, doing his 100 (really 200) shots of beer in 100 minutes. (Let's step back and analyze this for a second; this guy just drank the equivalent of 5 forties in just over an hour and a half.) To celebrate, he does a shot of tequila. In his double shot glass. Then he does another. In his double shot glass. After this point, the party begins in earnest and people lose track of The Freshman until someone notices a guy who lives further down the hallway rolling with hysterical laughter outside the bathroom while a cluster of people are crowding in the doorway and pointing. After putting together various eyewitness reports, the upperclassmen figured out that all of the alcohol hit The Freshman so hard and so quickly that he spontaneously lost all control of his bodily functions. Embarrassed but barely conscious, he staggered out of the party towards the bathroom, where he interrupted a guy who was brushing his teeth. The toothbrusher watched in disbelief as this obviously destroyed student lurched over to a stall, took of all of his clothes, flushed his boxers down the toilet, then proceeded to vomit copiously and continuously for about fifteen minues. The toothbrusher left the bathroom to get help, but was incapacited by shrieking laughter and could only point people towards the stall as he rolled back and forth in front of the bathroom door. Eventually, someone cleaned the poor kid up and made sure he was going to survive the night, but not before the entire dorm had dubbed him Butt-Naked Puking Boy.
I ran into this guy at a party in '98 and people were still calling him Butt-Naked Puking Boy.
― Tadeusz Suchodolski, Tuesday, 26 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Queen G, Tuesday, 26 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Am at work.. where Hotmail Is Not Permitted. will check for email when I get home
― electric sound of jim, Tuesday, 26 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)