My wife's parents live in Ocala. So if they ever report some turds on the hood of their cars then I'll know who to contact. Thanks.
I mean in pasta it's a dye. If you ever have had colored pasta its squid ink. That said, this particular dish was incredible and I have the BMs to prove it.
Sorta happened to me once and I was going to bang out a long winded narrative as to what happened, but I think this picture pretty much sums up my whole experience until I got out of the cab, paid the bill and left an extra 20 under the seat for any residue that might have been left as penance. Chucked my knickers in a trash bin, tidied up with by socks, chucked those in another trash bin and waddled back to my mate's house to have a wash and a pint ontop the many other pints that lead to that adventure of the night that eventually culminated in my shitting myself in the back of a cab. Eh, you live and you learn, I guess.
One time I pooped myself 3 times in one day because I was sick and didn't want to get out of bed. The second and third time were in the same pair of briefs
Went to a Brazilian steakhouse last night. I feel it coming. Already pooped twice today, but obviously those were just tremors.
amazed at how many people have shit themselves also, I cannot read this thread at work. I must be really immature but every story has me cracking up
Let loose at the LA Museum of Natural History when I was 11. We were visiting my aunt and uncle for the weekend, and she'd made a big vat of chili the night before. We're in the museum, I start to feel the rumblings, tell my parents I need to find a bathroom RIGHT NOW. We start looking for the men's room, and it turns out that our particular floor only had a women's room. So we find the elevator to go up one floor, and I exploded between floors. I guess I didn't chew my food thoroughly as a kid, because my dad got to clean up a bunch of whole bean goodness when we finally got to the bathroom. Last weekend my youngest (10) went to a birthday party with one of those bouncehouses with an attached inflatable slide. He came back laughing because a kid he really dislikes smeared the slide after sharting at the top. Host mom was not happy, as she got to clean up the mess before the rental company picked it up. While I've been typing this my 4-month-old kitten came by, took a shit in his litterbox, jumped up on my lap, and wiped his ass on my shorts. Looks like a chocolate smear.
I live in a nice enough area where ceiling fans aren't needed. The kitten is actually pretty cool, when he's not smearing his shit on my pants. He terrorizes the dogs, which is fun to watch.
had the raging beer shits yesterday after drinking too much shitty beer Sunday. I think I had 5 or 6 ass explosions before 9:30 AM. The worst part is I had to drive 2.5 hours home. I thought for sure there would be a new post for this thread, but somehow I made the drive without shitting or sharting myself. There were a few tense moments when I had some fart pressure. I'm on the mend today; the shits are solider and everything fells fine until .... a moment ago I'm laying in bed surfing the internet and I go to let out a fart. Nope, that's shit, so I did the all quick clinch and got it smashed between the cheeks without causing any damage to the underwear or the bed. I let my guard down and it almost ended in a shitty situation.
Sharted at the reception of my uncles funeral. Luckily we had all of our luggage in the car already so I could change my boxers in the car. Ended up telling my pops that it happened because I had to get the keys from him and he could tell something was up. He was hurting pretty bad that day(we all were) so it was nice to see that I could get a laugh out of him at my shitty expense.
Fuck my life. Granted I have been feeling sick the past few days and technically I did it at home on lunch break, but that's twice this month. That's the inside of my pants. Spoiler To make matters worse, I have no idea how to use the new washer and no clue where any of the stuff is.
Nothing bad. Had a protein shake and some blueberries for breakfast and a salad for lunch. I went to Olive Garden yesterday because brolift had to get his grub on but I didn't eat and just drank some wine. Might have gotten sick just from being in an Olive Garden though.
Welp, I've been sitting here contemplating how I've gotten to this point again in my life and the one factor that I haven't considered is my pre-workout. I don't always take it, only if I'm feeling a little sluggish in the mornings and I can't remember if I took it the last time I did it but I know I took it this morning.