Not into scat, just trying to add a visual to your experience. When you see it on the Chapelle show you will know who turned it into a skit. Of course that might be better for Larry David. I think he would know how to respond.
Eh you have a partial point. But like Pukey I gotta wonder how the fuck that managed to happen? I bet the real story was that it was a colostomy bag that was hyper inflated with gas. The poor lady was terrified and deeply humiliated. And she really meant no harm. But here you have this Dan Fogelberg fan wanting to kick her old ass. Those Fogelberg fans are brutal.
I think they should have given her the pants for free. They probably had some in the lost and found that would have fit. I think the colostomy bag theory is funny too. Could you imagine how bad that thing would have smelled when it popped?
Prairie dogging haha! That’s a new one. I herd the turtle poking out the shell analogy and now this! Reminds me when I had a bad virus as well as some fever or flu. Was throwing up and puking at the same time. While sitting on the shitter and spraying out my ass I felt the need to puke. So I look to the left and the trashcan is gone. (my mom had placed it beside the bed.) So Puke sprays from left to right as I swerve around to the right searching for the trashcan. I see its not there and think I am threw shitting and stand up. I manage to puke a bit in the toilet and still spray shit out my ass as I spun around. Trying to do the right thing. But I managed to make a terrible mess. Thank god for parents my dad cleaned it all up I could barely stand for more than a few seconds.
Look what the cat dragged in. The fugly counselor who manipulates weak minded Alabma rednecks with religious slogans for 100 dollars an hour.
Joe - I had a friend at a party that did that. He was shitting and puking in the sink. Then he passed out. Hilarious.
Here is my "religious slogan" for you Dan. Moses 12:8 - "Pet not the sweaty things of the unconscious, nor show thine circumcision to children. " I raised my fees on Decemeber 1st. That will be $125.00 please.
I bet you made him clean it up the next day. Thanks I do that also sometimes (Masochistic humor: tending to invite and enjoy misery) I actually think that was the worst I ever felt in my life. Hurricane Alicia I think or Bertha I dunno had hit Houston, the power was out, hot and humid (was hotter in the 80's in Houston than current temps) and I was running a temperature that kept getting all the way to 104. Barry you were doing good now you are starting to fall off of the wagon again.
That is just my weird sense of humor, yeah it is funny now. My parents will likely remind me when their old and have to be taken care of. Payback is a bitch.
Holy crap, PANTS FROM THE MALL LOST AND FOUND. That doesn't sound like a sure-fire recipe for crab lice or scabies! Noooo!
That's like in grade school when some kid would piss themself, they would give them pants from the lost and found. The pants would always be ill-fitting and clash with their clothes and you would totally know that they pissed/shit themselves. The only time I pissed myself in school, I didn't tell anyone and just wore wet pants all day.
No worse than trying on clothes. I dont try on shat. I know my size. I never understood the kids that would piss/shit themselves in school. Well I guess a lot of kids were embarassed to go to the bathroom, maybe? I was told when I was a wee tyke, that if you have to go to the bathroom and the teacher won't let you, just go. My mom was pretty cool that way. I think the worse thing was the teachers that would give 'care packages' to the dirty kids. It would have like soap, shampoo, tooth brush (teethbrush if you're not in WV ), one kid got a pair of shoes. I felt bad for them kids. I never had a lot, but I didnt have to wear shoes with holes in them to school either.
I've told the story before, but I peed myself because some girl fell head-first down the slide. Other than that, I was dry. When I was in first grade, the teacher thought I had some kidney problem and called my mom because I kept going to the bathroom all of the time. The only reason I was going was because I liked the sound of the classroom door shutting and I felt cool closing the door and making a different sound each time, so I would go to the bathroom and stand in there for a minute or so and then come back and a few minutes later ask to go all over again. I was obsessed with the door. I was also obsessed with my desk. I thought the nails in the back of the chair looked like tail lights on a car and I would scoot my desk forward and stop acting like I was braking.
