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Although the dutch ones remind me of when I used to be a contract archaeologist. We would invariably be somewhere remote so would have porta loos, often the ones with the counter weighted flap to cover the deep blue. Most of the time, the flap would end up with a multi layered skid mark that would not be removed until the dav lav truck turned up every other week. I devised a method to avoid the skids (or sometimes whole turds that would not flush). It was to pre wet the flap with one or two pumps of the flush, fold up a good few sheets of paper and lay them on the flap like a carpet, conduct your business and then flush safe in the knowledge that all your doings would slide nicely into the drink in one satisfying lump.
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Shit in the arts.
Winner.
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Is this bike still for sale?
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i will start with my friends shit story
i had this friend who had a lot of money and he was bad at self-controlling his name was apolonas.this kid only wanted to do three things in his life:smoke weed,play tennis and waste hours upon hours on playstation games.Both his parents where rich but they were nice people.i knew him since elementary school so even though he was not the kind of kid to go out with ..you could have him with you to laugh.Apolonas could shit everywhere he wanted for example a year ago we were passing from my ex's house which is 3 blocks away from his but he wanted to take a massive dump so he just jumped in her front porch took a shit and then he wiped with the tablecloth.I remember when i was 13 y.o. ,apolonas 's mother bought him one of those gas-powered RC cars and took us out to a 30 mile trip and left us to a special place where others gathered there to run RC cars and such.We arrived she told us that she will come in 3 hours to pick us up.Apolonas said i want to take a shit but i will do it after i will finish the gas.We were there for at least 2 hours and the track was empty we were alone happy until apolonas face turned red he was glowing from happiness and started screaming i want to take a shit ARGHHH. We just saw type 7 poop running down his leg into his white socks turning them brown. he ran as fast as he could throwing the controller to me and grabbing a pack of tissues.He just run into the wc crying for his mother while me and an other friend we were laughing.
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i will start with my friends shit story
i had this friend who had a lot of money and he was bad at self-controlling his name was apolonas.this kid only wanted to do three things in his life:smoke weed,play tennis and waste hours upon hours on playstation games.Both his parents where rich but they were nice people.i knew him since elementary school so even though he was not the kind of kid to go out with ..you could have him with you to laugh.Apolonas could shit everywhere he wanted for example a year ago we were passing from my ex's house which is 3 blocks away from his but he wanted to take a massive dump so he just jumped in her front porch took a shit and then he wiped with the tablecloth.I remember when i was 13 y.o. ,apolonas 's mother bought him one of those gas-powered RC cars and took us out to a 30 mile trip and left us to a special place where others gathered there to run RC cars and such.We arrived she told us that she will come in 3 hours to pick us up.Apolonas said i want to take a shit but i will do it after i will finish the gas.We were there for at least 2 hours and the track was empty we were alone happy until apolonas face turned red he was glowing from happiness and started screaming i want to take a shit ARGHHH. We just saw type 7 poop running down his leg into his white socks turning them brown. he ran as fast as he could throwing the controller to me and grabbing a pack of tissues.He just run into the wc crying for his mother while me and an other friend we were laughing.
sorry for the bad English....so you know apollo on here?
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not that apollo
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all the other stories on this thread are about him too
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Dutch toilets are the way forward if you keen to examine your leftovers. Which can tell you a lot, more than if you've eating sweetcorn. Or so I've been told.
Moved to holland last January, got one of these in my house. I flush immediately post-dispatch to avert my fear of scraping my knuckles in turd during clean-up. They have absolutely zero advantages. I also have to lay paper down before hand otherwise you have to clean your bowl out every time. Took me about 4 months to figure that out. Peeing in them is a nightmare too, splash back hell. I've started sitting down to pee which has had a detrimental affect on my masculinity.
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Moved to holland last January, got one of these in my house. I flush immediately post-dispatch to avert my fear of scraping my knuckles in turd during clean-up. They have absolutely zero advantages. I also have to lay paper down before hand otherwise you have to clean your bowl out every time. Took me about 4 months to figure that out. Peeing in them is a nightmare too, splash back hell. I've started sitting down to pee which has had a detrimental affect on my masculinity.
so much this. if I want to look at shit and be covered in piss I'd go to a football match. Nothing against jobbies but i don't need to stare at them once a day and try and read my future in their elaborate curls.
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mmm, fluffy, that one of yours lynchy?
do you even have control down there any more..?!
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