That reminds me of something my mother told me once. My divorced uncle and his new lady friend (they’re now married) went away for the weekend once early in their courtship, and she was all uptight about crapping. Apparently my uncle said to her, “Même la reine fait caca !” (“Even the Queen craps!”)
And I can just imagine Prince Phillip’s reaction upon walking in post-poop:
“Blimey, Liz, what the bleeding hell 'ave you been putting up your bum? Spoiled crumpets? Crikey, the pong in 'ere would make a Corgi gag!”
I’ve been there! And I have a public restroom phobia. Until recently, I had a co-worker with severe digestion difficulties. She would continually flush and spray horrendous amounts of cinnamon air freshener which only made it worse, but would never turn on the fan. She must’ve gone ten times a day.
I’ve actually considered starting a similar thread. Wisely, it is obvious, I refrained.
I do realize you can’t control bodily functions. Shit happens.
You are all missing something here. HE PEE’S WITH OTHER PEOPLE!! THAT HE KNOWS!!! Men dont pee together. Its just something you dont do. If I’m your friend and you follow me to the pisser (assuming public pisser here) you better be taking a crap or washing your hands. If you stand next to me at the urinals, you got some explaining to do. Unless of course we are drunk, then all bets are off.
[sub]I also get stage fright in front of strangers, so some of this might just be me.[/sub]
I know this thread is days old [boy, does it reek! ;)] but I think Zette’s slaughtered-cow comment is meant to draw attention away from herself, not towards someone else.
Believe it or not, this weekend I was in the stall in a hotel toilet taking care of business and heard someone say (paraphrased - I wasn’t exactly in a position to take notes) “The nice thing about staying in a hotel is that I’ve got my own toilet - public toilets can get pretty nasty.”
I immediately thought, "Chris, is that you?