Simply put, what's the strangest place you've ever taken a dump? I'd imagine that for most of us, the overwhelming majority of our doodies take place at home, work, or school. Every once in a while, though, we have to satisfy the urge to go in a strange location, far away from our accustomed shit receptacles. Maybe you were in a foreign land on vacation, or out camping in the wilderness. Maybe you were drunk at a party and wound up defiling someone's sink. Who knows? You do, so share!
So my throwaway answer is, of course, Snoota's mouth. Ha ha ha ha we're deviants and qweer.
My actual answer: I demolished an ancient toilet in an art gallery somewhere in Dresden. It was one of those disgusting "farmer's toilets," too. Oh, in case you weren't aware a farmer's toilet is one where you shit on a dry, flat shelf, so if you want, you can scoop out the doody and fertilize your garden with it. When you flush, the water comes from the back of the toilet and sweeps the poop off the shelf into a small hole beneath it. At any rate, poop in the open air smells particularly vile, so even I was gagging as I went.
And as a final insult, East Germans apparently have iron assholes, because the toilet paper available tore my fragile American corn chute to shreds. My only consolation is that my flush left horrendous, almost comical skidmarks for the next patron.
Under capitalism, man exploits man. Under communism, it's just the opposite. - John Kenneth Galbraith
I used to know a guy who claimed he shit standing up while taking a shower every morning. Never spoken to him again after that proclamation. Greenlit fucked around with this message on 08-14-2007 at 02:26 PM.
Oddest place was probably this one restaurant in Vicneza, Italy where I used to get my pizzas. They had one of those old-style "bomb site" toilets that was just hole in the ground with a couple of non-skid strips for you to put your feet on, and then you'd just hunker down and (literally) cop a squat.
I think Alan Sherman said it best, "Americans can piss anywhere, but we can shit comfortably only on our own toilet."
However, I once shit in the ladies room of a wal-mart. While there were people in it. I must have been about 17 at the time and skipping school with my friend Robyn. There were people in the stalls, but the doors were shut and nobody said anything. It didn't even dawn on me that it was the wrong room until I'd left and seen the skirty-stickman on the door. I'd kicked up a pretty nasty ass stench too.
For comedy: re-read this story, only this time imagine my sig pic telling it. Maradon! fucked around with this message on 08-14-2007 at 07:29 PM.
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My own personal story of humiliation happens to be one of those "when you've gotta go RIGHT NOW" stories.
I was 18 or so, coming back from a day of hunting up in Elko, Nevada. It was a 45 minute drive or so from the site where our hunting permits were to the town, and there is NOTHING out there. I must have eaten something bad out in the field, 'cause while we were driving I suddenly had the most unrelenting need to spray a stream of chocolate syrup out my ass. I all but yelled for our driver to stop the truck so I could get out.
I realized, as I climbed out the door over my brother, that there was no way I was going to make it to the serene privacy of the large bush 30 feet off the road. No, I had to shit right then and there. I rolled out the door and onto the shoulder, crawled a few feet out of view of my truck mates while struggling with my pants, got them down, and had the most prodigious case of Diarrhea I've ever had the misfortune of hearing of in the history of humanity, in full view of the road.
So I'd rather be looked at crossways for ignoring a stupid stick figure on a door than having to hold my breath for the length of the trip. 
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Asha'man said:
It's not that weird, but I always use the ladies' room when at work.[/IMG]
Why do I imagine you sighing wistfully every time you enter the ladies bathroom.
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Mortious had this to say about (_|_):
Why do I imagine you sighing wistfully every time you enter the ladies bathroom.
Because you don't know me enough to realize I don't give two shits (wording oddly appropriate) about stick figure logos on doors. Asha'man fucked around with this message on 08-15-2007 at 06:39 AM.
You have any idea how hard it is for a 60 year old man to push a forklift?
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Maradon! said:
I seem to unconsciously suppress my shit any time I'm away from my "home" toilet, so my list of alien places of defecation is short.
I'm pretty much the same.
I've held it in for 5 days before, completely unconsciously, then as soon as I got home the urge came. Oh God it was an urge and a half. I think I gave birth that day.
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Mortious stumbled drunkenly to the keyboard and typed:
I'm pretty much the same.I've held it in for 5 days before, completely unconsciously, then as soon as I got home the urge came. Oh God it was an urge and a half. I think I gave birth that day.
Yeah, same here. I think my record is a week.
But I'm no doctor.
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Mr. Gainsborough stopped staring at Deedlit long enough to write:
I think holding it in is rather unhealthy.But I'm no doctor.
Yeah, it is.
Also, I didn't know that Karnaj has put a website into the net:
