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EW lech. my worst poop story was when i was about 12 or 13 years old someone took a dump IN OUR BATHTUB. there were a bunch of people over that day (no clue what for, but some kind of holiday thing). it was discovered by my grandmother after everyone had left and i was totally blamed for it. i was mortified. like seriously youre blaming me for shitting in our own tub?! they made me clean it up! a turd, a big ass turd in the tub!!! it was NOT mine! i remember screaming how i didnt know how to clean it up and they were like figure it out! i totally dont remember how the hell i clean it up. i guess toilet paper and windex or something.
my BEST poop story was taking an E pill really really late one night after a party and went home thinking the pill was bum, and was able to pass out, woke up like an hour or so later having to shit so bad. rolling and tripping my balls off. best.poop.EVER
Speaking of pooping in people’s houses, I had this SUPER embarrassing thing happen to me once. I was out on a date with this girl in Boston. She of course lived with roomates because she was a student. Female roomates. Anyways we went out for dinner and drinks and when we got back to her place I had to go pee REALLY REALLY bad. So I went into the bathroom and one of her roomates had completely plugged up the toilet with a gigantic turd!!! And I tried to flush it but then the toilet almost overflowed, and I had to make a decision, do I say something now or just go pee? So I went pee, but then I had to tell the girl about how the toilet was plugged up and she TOTALLY thought I was the one who did it because she heard me in there, and I had to swear up and down a million times that it wasn’t me, no way. I was soooo embarrassed. She had sex with me anyways though, so that was good.
EW lech. my worst poop story was when i was about 12 or 13 years old someone took a dump IN OUR BATHTUB. there were a bunch of people over that day (no clue what for, but some kind of holiday thing). it was discovered by my grandmother after everyone had left and i was totally blamed for it. i was mortified. like seriously youre blaming me for shitting in our own tub?! they made me clean it up! a turd, a big ass turd in the tub!!! it was NOT mine! i remember screaming how i didnt know how to clean it up and they were like figure it out! i totally dont remember how the hell i clean it up. i guess toilet paper and windex or something.
my BEST poop story was taking an E pill really really late one night after a party and went home thinking the pill was bum, and was able to pass out, woke up like an hour or so later having to shit so bad. rolling and tripping my balls off. best.poop.EVER
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fridgid
friged… i think fridged would mean something totally different.
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Every time I see the name “frison biche” I imagine to myself that it means “fridged bitch” in French, even though I know it doesn’t.
wait, it doesnt mean fridged bitch!?
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Speaking of pooping in people’s houses, I had this SUPER embarrassing thing happen to me once. I was out on a date with this girl in Boston. She of course lived with roomates because she was a student. Female roomates. Anyways we went out for dinner and drinks and when we got back to her place I had to go pee REALLY REALLY bad. So I went into the bathroom and one of her roomates had completely plugged up the toilet with a gigantic turd!!! And I tried to flush it but then the toilet almost overflowed, and I had to make a decision, do I say something now or just go pee? So I went pee, but then I had to tell the girl about how the toilet was plugged up and she TOTALLY thought I was the one who did it because she heard me in there, and I had to swear up and down a million times that it wasn’t me, no way. I was soooo embarrassed. She had sex with me anyways though, so that was good.
AEJ = Asia ex Japan
No idea why Japan is always treated differently than the rest of Asia, but that’s the way it seems to be at all the big banks.
Every time I see the name “frison biche” I imagine to myself that it means “fridged bitch” in French, even though I know it doesn’t.
if you knew how to cook well, guests wouldn’t need to poop
or maybe, just to spite you, ill buy a puggle or a frison biche from a breeder and stay in park slope slope.
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