A guy i know got drunk and took a shite in the middle of his stairwell.

Freshmen year another guy, my roommate at the time, and i got drunk in Tigerland and passed out at my buddies place behind Rotolos. In my roommates blackout, he took a dump in the other guys clothes hamper hahaha.

I havent pooped myself to my knowledge. Not saying i havent haha, but i am fairly confident. I would admit it if I did.

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Posted by NIH

Member since Aug 2008

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Posted on 3/5/18 at 10:23 pm to BertusTiger

Was wearing boxers with holes in them around the house after having Popeyes the night before. Thought it was just a fart then liquid shite shot from my a-hole through my boxers on the living room floor. Boy, that was a surprise

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Posted by jpbTiger

Tampa FL

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Posted on 3/5/18 at 10:30 pm to GeauxTime9

Nah but I’ve dropped my pants by the side of the road in extremis....

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Posted by CrazyTigerFan

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Posted on 3/5/18 at 10:51 pm to GeauxTime9

Let's just say that those sugar free Haribo gummy bears are no joke.

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Posted by Eightballjacket

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Posted on 3/5/18 at 11:12 pm to GeauxTime9

There are two kind of sharts. There's the wet cement shart and there's the projectile shart. With the former, you can buy a few minutes by using your cheeks to contain the damage. With the latter, you'll be looking for a job and place to live in a faraway state or another country.

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Posted by Sisyphus

Member since Feb 2014

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Posted on 3/6/18 at 12:35 am to BertusTiger

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In my roommates blackout, he took a dump in the other guys clothes hamper hahaha.

The ole Najeh Davenport.

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Posted by DannyB

Bagram, Afghanistan

Member since Aug 2010

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Posted on 3/6/18 at 12:44 am to Ed Osteen

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Cocaines a helluva drug

Especially since most of it is cut with powdered baby laxative.

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I manage to peel back the leather seat top to find a rather luxurious looking commode, with a nice cherry or walnut frame. It had obviously never been used, ever. Why this moment of clarity came to me, I do not know. Perhaps it was the realization that I was going to take this toilet’s virginity with a fury and savagery that was an abomination to its delicate craftsmanship and quality. I imagined some poor Italian carpenter weeping over the violently soiled remains of his once beautiful creation. The lament lasted only a second as I was quickly back to concentrating on the tiny muscle that stood between me and molten hot lava.

I laughed like hell at this.

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