Shit Stories: Part Number Two
As a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
As a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread
On the same subject
My uncle told me that when he was at Sandhurst, Her Maj was overseeing some shite or other.
In the event that she needed to oversee a different kind of shite, they cleared out a storage cupboard, cleaned it, painted it and plumbed a toilet in it. As soon as she'd left, a couple of MPs went in with hammers and smashed it up and carried off the bits, to deter 'sight-seers'.
Gives a whole new meaning to sitting on the throne!
( , Wed 2 Apr 2008, 15:56, Reply)
My uncle told me that when he was at Sandhurst, Her Maj was overseeing some shite or other.
In the event that she needed to oversee a different kind of shite, they cleared out a storage cupboard, cleaned it, painted it and plumbed a toilet in it. As soon as she'd left, a couple of MPs went in with hammers and smashed it up and carried off the bits, to deter 'sight-seers'.
Gives a whole new meaning to sitting on the throne!
( , Wed 2 Apr 2008, 15:56, Reply)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread