Discussion in 'The Bar' started by Henry Gale, Feb 25, 2012.
don't be shy....
who and who?
do sharts count? or are we talkin full-blown chocolate logs?
frankly whatever makes me laugh harder... chose the better story and entertain us.
I was helping a dude move this summer and he shit his pants in my car, horrible story.
Not yet, but I'm sure we all will once we get to a certain age.
I have not actually shit my pants in adulthood, but I have come very close a few times.
When I was in college I worked as a private investigator, my job was to go to bars or motels on behalf of a spouse and catch the other cheating. Sometimes insurance companies would have us tail people collecting workers comp.
Once on a workers comp job I had to watch this lady supposedly working in a dry cleaner with a bad back probably lifting rugs all day. So there I am sitting out at 4am waiting for he to come in.
This is before I find out I am becoming lactose intollerant. On the way I had grabbed a mcd's breakfast and milk... bad idea.
I get hit with this gurgling stomach at 430ish and I try every local open business (7-11), the dry cleaner, a diner... no one will let me in and I can not find a place secluded enough to hide and shit.
I return to my car fully expecting and accepting I will shit my pants and I notice a walmart bag in the back. I squat in my front seat and shit in the bag. Not wanting to smell up my car I put the bag outside, and doesn't the chinese lady I am waiting to watch come walking down the street. I hide and watch as she approaches and she stops... I think she is about to make me and rat me and she just grabs the walmart bag and heads her way. I watch as she opens the bag to see what item she thinks she has found... lol. You can only imagine her reaction to find a huge bag of shit!
I sharted when I was sick, but I was at home so it could have been worse...The notion of a public sharting terrifies me...
of course! Don't be a faggot brah!
at the Coheed and Cambria show a few years back.. i didn't want to miss one fucking note they played, and when i got the call about 45 minutes into their set, i just shit myself. i have no regrets.
I have read this before.
Quite possibly. I am not denying I was on RRR.
At least you were wearing your diaper!
I sharted pretty badly not that long ago. I was in the bathroom at the time, but just thought it was a regular ol' fart. I was washing my hands when it happened, so it was funny to look right at the mirror and seeing my horrified face staring back at me. I went to the McDonalds next door and threw out the dirty undies.
ive sharted a few times