Eww, sorry to hear. At least it wasnt at the bar

A buddy of mine has a similar issue recentlly, he is very unhappy about it and doesnt like to talk about it for some reason

 

if pooping your pants is cool, consider me Miles Davis

 

Funny thing you brought this up. On Sunday night while on the forum, I sharted. First time since I was a kid. Same thing as you...getting over a stomach bug...thought it was just a fart...lol.

 

ugh, no. however, when i worked at a restaurant as a busser, i had one of the cooks come and say, dude, someone needs to clean the bathroom. we were like, wtf, so we go look. pair of boxers, two socks covered in ****. im assuming it shot out of his pants/shorts and ran down into his socks. not to mention i guess they wiped their *** with their hand b/c there was hand streaks of **** across the wall. one of the most disgusting things i have ever seen. the other busser cleaned it up in exchange to go home early. the hell if i was going to do it, i told them i would rather quit. i clean tables, not ****.

 

one time at work there was no tp in the nathroom here...well lo and behold we find a freakin polo shirt somebody had taken off and wiped his *** with

 

If there aint enough tp just slap in a manpon until some becomes available

 

sharting it happens.

 

lol you beat me to it!



last week at our car dealership (it was my day off luckily) someone was in the customer lounge, **** themselves and walked all the way across our showroom, around the cars and into the bathroom. a 50 foot trail of **** was left on the floor from running down the guys leg and onto the floor. the guy left the bathroom and no one saw the guy and b lined it outta here....i guess it stunk for hours even after it was cleaned up....

someone the next day said they thought they saw an older guy leaving here in a hurry....

lol


thank god i missed it.

 

Id probably cry if That happened to me. Youd think they'd be smart enough to grab their pant leg real tight none of it leaked out.

 

It was 10th grade. I woke up that morning with a tummy ache. I knew I was going to have to crap later on because that pain in my gut was a massive **** weaving its way around my intestines to the exit hole. Stupid me, I drink some choco milk, which is like a major laxative to me if I drink it too early in the morning. I go outside to stand for the bus and I was feeling better. As I was coming near the school on the bus it starting hurting really bad. I get off and go straight to the office to call home because I damn well sure an't gona **** at school. Totally unpopular. The first hour bell rings and the distance between where my first call is and the office seemed like a mile. I'm holding this massive crap in for as long as I can. I'm sitting in class for 45 damn mins because my mom has to put on makeup and good clothes. I'm sweating and shaking in class, the teacher asks me if I want to call home, that I look sick, but I told her I already did and put my head back down on the desk. Man I felt like I was in labor. FINALLY, 1 hour later I get called to the office. I got up and made the trek to the office like I was the Jews fleeing Egypt. I tell you I couldn't walk. I had to hold on to the wall the whole way there. I walked like 2mph there, it took me forever. I was almost to the office and it hit me bad. I HAD to go or I was going to **** on the floor. I looked around and the closest place was the teachers lounge. I fell into the teachers lounge and **** right in there.