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I ask only because my hubby's family came over last night and started talking about old times. He has 3 brothers and 4 sisters. Somehow the conversation turned to a time when someone pooped their pants. Not as a child mind you but as an adult. Of course everyone was laughing. So my sis in law points out another time someone else crapped their drawers. This went on and on. In the end just about all of them have doo-doo'd or sharted in their tightie-whities. I personally have been fortunate enough to have never dropped a load although I have had to squeeze and pray all the way to the john. Is this common or is my husband's family just lazy poopers?
While I was standing there I could not remember what I was doing and got confused.
I decided to let a log out. Some landed in my pants, I like to pull them all the way down when I pee so most made it on to the floor.
A week ago I was so loaded I let out a fart and felt something running down my leg, I think the customer might have smelled it, but I kept working for 20 minutes and then it was time to come home. That was because of extreme apathy, hitting rock bottom.
One was at an ex-fling's place, her girlfriend was in tent-city so she lemme borrow her sleeping pajamas. She came back from the store and I had changed, put the pants in with my wash of clothes. She was like....??? and I was like... ... *shame*
She's coo' though, we had a good laugh. Later on, she lemme know she never told her g/f which is all right - 'cause the bitch dumped her after using her as a ride for work release. And they were her favorite. Bwahahahahaha
My boyfriend's a keeper considering the fact that I tooted a tid bit out in bed one night. I was SO sick, you guys, like really. I didn't know for two months if I was lactose intolerant or if it was IBS or whatever. Thank god all those issues have gone as mysteriously as they came... But he knew... oh he knew... And the stain is still there :x LOL I tried to blame it on a cat... but no... he knew -_-
He's the type-a-guy who'll snap at your, like really be like "WHAT?! You DO NOT say that in MY HOUSE!" if you burp and try to excuse yourself. We have farting competitions. We rate each other all the time on tone and velocity ha ha ha
I can even fart in front of his friends.
And now... I will be asking my friends randomly throughout the week if they've ever shat their pants...
Next thing we know she was gone, left without saying goodbye. A few minutes later someone pointed out that there was a funky colored and really smelly 2" turd on the barstool where she had been sitting.
She earned the moniker "The Mystic Shiter", a lot of people knew her by that too.
and if they are infamous for leaving skid marks, why do they wear tighty whiteys?
luckily i was only with my huz in car with an easily washable seat...and honestly we both laughed even harder than this post has made me laugh...
coping mechanism, i suppose...
or else...truly f-ing funny...!!
xx,
beep
I was kinda depressed after work and I have laughed my ass off
through this entire thread.
Thanks again,
Big Hug and Kisses all around, MUAGHHHHHHHH
PS:won't answer the poo question as it may incriminate me. lol