Monthly Archives: November 2009
From a Spanish TV show
| November 20, 2009 | Posted by admin under Most Commented, Shitty Stories |
I was watching a clip of some show on you tube. And there is a romantic comedy show in Spain where a wealthy charming guy has a problem with finding out which ladies is the right one for him. So after spending much time with the two ladies, he develops a funny method to selects.…
Rectal Explosion in Hawaii
| November 9, 2009 | Posted by admin under Shitty Stories |
So I was vacationing in Hawaii and one morning I woke up and left my hotel room to get a cup of coffee. On the way back the poo fairies within had to make room for another shipment. So it was on quick notice that I had to take a MASSIVE dump. I started by…
Pooping at Target – ON TARGET
| November 8, 2009 | Posted by admin under Most Commented, Shitty Stories |
My friend David was shopping for cards at a local Target department store near Charleston, SC and was in fact on the greeting card aisle perusing the selection of cards, carrying a handheld shopping cart when suddenly the urge struck. David quickly dropped his cart, clenched his throbbing butt cheeks and made an urgent dash…
Aral Garage
| November 2, 2009 | Posted by admin under Shitty Stories, Video |
Whilst based in Germany with the military, I was driving a familiar journey of some 50 miles back to my base.In those days, my diet consisted of Kebabs and Cream Liquor. This diet had caused considerable discomfort of the toilet kind, and my ability to go for days without a dump were now nothing more…
My Prom Poo
| November 2, 2009 | Posted by admin under Most Commented, Shitty Stories |
It was my high school prom and i was just finishing dinner when a strong urge to go to the bathroom made me get up. My friend said “are you ok” and i said “i really need the toilet” and she insisted to come with me because she needed to pee. So we went down…
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Sneeze and Shit Story
I was doing some construction work at the house of this old, miserable b*tch. One morning after about 3 coffees I had to take a horrible sh*t. Rather than use the horrible woman’s bathroom I chose to drive 5 miles to my house. I hopped in my van and raced home ignoring every traffic law…