Strangest place you've gone to the bathroom at.........

When I was in the Army I was stationed at a small artillery group in Turkey. We didn’t do much field stuff because our mission was to guard the rounds and have radio and satellite contact with the higher ups but we did have Field Exs for a day or two every couple months. I was a satellite radio operator on a three man team and we deployed to our location, which was part of a fenced area guarded by the Turkish army essentially just down the road from our HQ area. Also there was our secured site where our MPs were guarding the rounds. We had a run down comm post to work out of but the water was turned off or toilets weren’t working and that evening I had a moment where I really had to go. I walked over to our secure facility but I didn’t have clearance to enter. I walked over to the Turkish building but they’re weren’t going to let me in either. With no other option, I grabbed my entrenching tool and the toilet paper from my MRE, dug a little cat hole, and proceeded to awkwardly squat with my pants around my ankles and my shirt shoved up so I could get on with the business.

And that’s when the wild dogs started barking.

In a horse stall at a boarding stable. Many times.

I peed on the continental divide marker in Independence Pass, so technically I peed in the Atlantic and Pacific at the same time. Or maybe the Gulf of Mexico. But the real story is hiking in the butt ass middle of nowhere Chihuahuan Desert with a girl friend who had to pee and just naturally squatted right down, there was no cover and probably no other human within 50 miles, but just as the moon came out a T-38 flying drug interdiction popped out from behind the mountains, did a low slow pass over her, then circled back for another. What are you gonna do?

A photo dark room, into a very large plastic container that had been used to store aerial photographic film. Since each frame is 1 foot by 1 foot, & several hundred frames per roll, it was the size of a bucket.

Under a bridge on Queen’s Quay after the last stadium rock show I’ve ever been to. (The washrooms at the stadium had lineups out the door after the show, and I thought I could hold it until the train station. I was wrong.)

But Society is to blame!

Ever use a litter box?

The cat…was puzzled.

Actually, yeah. :slight_smile:

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You win. No dung was involved in my instance.