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Chris & The Broken Toilet
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| THE_Chris |
:whip:
So the exams are coming up, and I'm out at college just about everyday studying like the clappers.
And you know what study brings on??? Untimely bowel movements. Its three flights of stairs down from the room where I study to the toilets, and that is where I ran today when my sphincter was under critical loading.
The general layouts of the toilets in the building are as follows. Upon entering the room, the sinks are in front of you. To your left are the hand dryers, and to your immediate right are about 8 cubicles, the first for disabled people. The front right of the room from this position consists of 24 urinals, spread 6 to a row along various false walls.
So I went to the 4th cubicle along, put down the protective layer of paper, and did my turd. I wrote a little bit of propoganda on the walls, wiped as necessary, and stood up before proceeding to pull up my pants and trousers.
Then I flushed.
Oh what a mistake that was.
It was then I realised that the toilet had been broken. In my hurry to find somewhere to park my arse, I hadnt noticed that part of the back of the pipe was broken somehow. I dont fully know how it all worked, but whatever the problem was, the entire contents of the flush - water, paper, turd etc was pouring out onto the floor.
Not wanting to get caught and accused of vandalism, I legged it.
A few minutes later, I came back posing as a normal lavatarian, eager to make use of a urinal. Some angry people were emerging from neighbouring cubicles, and the entire of the floor of the room was covered in a large puddle of toilet water, paper and bits of my .
People were coming in looking at it, and walking out again. I made for the urinal, pretended to go, and walked out.
The entire toilet block was closed today for repairs.
The moral of the story is to check if the toilet is broken before unloading natures waste. :( |
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| DigiNut |
Some stories are better left untold.
This was one of them. |
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| Floorfiller |
| quote: | Originally posted by DigiNut
Some stories are better left untold.
This was one of them. |
:haha: :haha:
that's a great story hehehe...ewwww |
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| Boomer187 |
that would suck for me, I wear sandels everywhere....
bad enough at the urinals next to someone with sandels, but overflowing toilets...gross. |
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| whiskers |
| wait a second.... a toilet overflowed today on my floor..... hhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmm |
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| Massive84 |
| omg, hilarious! |
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| Jiffy |
That story was the . Literally.
I'm always paranoid about pooping in restrooms other than my own... especially at a friend's house or something, if I'm staying there. I'd hate to clog their toilet. It'd be quite embarassing to have to go out and tell them that I broke their can.
Oopsie. |
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| DarkAngel |
Oh dear GOD!!!! :haha: :haha: :haha: :haha: :haha:
*Falls out of chair laughing*
:haha: :haha: :haha: :haha: :haha: :haha: :haha: :haha: :haha: :haha: |
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| placebo |
i really have to start going to my classes
ing graphic design teacher...i hate that beeotch. |
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