Shit Stories: Part Number Two
As a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
As a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
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One of the lads I went to school with...
Was on a trip to France. He had the ability to make himself fart at will. It was at this time, demonstrating it to a group classmates just before bed, that he farted and dropped a small ball of crap down the leg of his boxers as a teacher opened the bedroom door. He swiftly kicked the offending nugget under a bed, and was henceforth known as "winnit" for the rest of his school time, 6th form time, and indeed many years after everyone had left school.
( , Thu 3 Apr 2008, 14:09, 1 reply)
Was on a trip to France. He had the ability to make himself fart at will. It was at this time, demonstrating it to a group classmates just before bed, that he farted and dropped a small ball of crap down the leg of his boxers as a teacher opened the bedroom door. He swiftly kicked the offending nugget under a bed, and was henceforth known as "winnit" for the rest of his school time, 6th form time, and indeed many years after everyone had left school.
( , Thu 3 Apr 2008, 14:09, 1 reply)
reminded me...
I knew a lad that could suck his farts up in great horrible squelchy sounds then belch them back out so his breath smelt of shit.
He didn't have a girlfiend.
( , Thu 3 Apr 2008, 15:34, closed)
I knew a lad that could suck his farts up in great horrible squelchy sounds then belch them back out so his breath smelt of shit.
He didn't have a girlfiend.
( , Thu 3 Apr 2008, 15:34, closed)
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