“Wanted” is not the right word - “feeling some kind of morbid compulsion to see how bad it was in spite of your better judgement” is more accurate.
Oh, I just wanted to mention that I was eating a bran muffin as I looked at the pictures - non-queasiness rocks, man! 
You all have weak stomachs. I read the thread and felt Happy’s pain. Then I heard that pictures had been posted. Warily I reopened the thread, scrolled past Happy’s polite refusal to show pictures and saw Troy’s post. I clicked the links. I began to question my sanity as they started to load. I wondered aloud, “WHY AM I CLICKING ON THESE? SURELY THEY ARE HORRIBLE SIGHTS FIT FOR NO MAN’S EYE!” And then they loaded.
And all that was there were some brown smudges on a white jacuzzi floor. Whoop-de-friggin-do.
I don’t think I’ll ever forget this thread.
Yuck! I’m sorry you had to go through that Happy, but you have now burned your story into my brain forever.
I too may go shower now, this has made me feel so dirty. 
Correcto-facto. I have a friend who unknowingly paddled into a relatively minor sewage spill while surfing off the coast of Southern California. He’s 13 years post liver transplant now as a result of it. It was a very close call; the doctors estimated he had about a week to live when a donor liver became available.
Check yourself carefully for any cuts or scrapes, and see the doctor immediately if you have any or if you start feeling crummy. I am not a doctor, btw, just a fellow germophile and collector of horrifying anecdotes.
Having said that, after enough time has passed that you’re sure you didn’t catch anything, I AM going to have a giggle over this story.
You realize this was the poo, right?
Ok, I gotta know where this was…seeing that I go to Telluride every year for the Blues and Brews Festival and stay in the resorts there. Eeeeewwwww!
And Happy , there are now words to describe the level of heebie-jeebies that your story gave me. We really do need that barfy smiley…
Man, it sucks that this situation got dumped on you. But I’m glad that your top priority was to log on and tell us about it. Well, if not your top priority, at least priority number two. Really, your story has left me flush with sympathy.
The worst part is, they comped your room on a business trip. Certainly someone will see that and ask why. Now you’ll be known at work as the guy who simmered in poo!
Oh Happy! Oh honey! I am so sorry! So very sorry that this had to happ…ha…
ha…hahahahahahaha!
Thanks for posting it though. I know that took some ba…ba…bwahahahahaha!
No, seriously. Great thread. I’m just so glad I was at home when I read it.
Well, speaking as someone who is something of an aficionado of bodily discharges, I say this is most likely poop.
It could be vomit–from someone who suffers from some variant of gastric bleeding. 'Course, that is usually rusty black to jet black and smells like nothing you’ve ever smelled before (and not in a good way), so…I’ll go with poop.
Do you have any cuts? If your skin is intact–you’re fine, really. Wouldn’t hurt to tell your MD when you get home, on the odd chance that you get an eye infection or skin rash, but it’s not likely.
We once got a suite comped in DC because of dirty underwear left on the floor by the maid! we used to joke that we would bring dirty undies with us on every trip and then plant them upon arrival to the room…
When I opened this thread I was happily munching on a bag of freshly prepared microwave popcorn … and for once I had the bag all to myself which, I’ll have you know, is not an easy feat around my teenagers.
The further I read into the thread the slower my hand moved toward the bag. You know how your mouth waters when you see a pickle or a lemon? Similar to that pre-puke mouth watering? That quickly passed and the gag reflex began to kick in.
Then I clicked the pictures. What a fool I am. Now my kids are finishing my popcorn and I am desperately sucking on a cigarette trying to calm the rolling waves in my belly.
I’m too old for threads like these :::shuddering:::
I would think you’d be able to smell it as well.
I’d contact the health department. Seriously, they KNEW there was a concern, and didn’t completely clear the thing out?
Ugh.
Tall, and dark, and young, and Happy,
the man who bathed in feces goes walking,
and as he passes, each one he passes goes, “YECCCHHH!” :eek:
with apologies to Antonio Carlos Jobim
I’m unable to shake from my mind the scene from Caddyshack in which Bill Murray’s character eats the Baby Ruth bar…
“It’s no big thing…”
A germophile eh? I’ve heard of germophobes, but never of germophiles. I guess it takes all kinds. 
E-me and I’ll tell ya. My address is in my profile.
Ugh, uh huhhuhuh, cough… morbid… disgusting. These pictires remind me of that quote (from I don’t know which movie), “When did I eat Corn?!?”
applause
I’ll be clicking Troy’s link right after I open the one for Goatse… which freakin’ ain’t gonna happen!