Reischfleger
Normal is a cliché, but weird is fantastic.
In a water bottle in my car. 
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Where is the strangest place you’ve urinated or defecated?
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ChristianGianni
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^^^ ditto except I was on a bus
LoveMyPeppermill
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I was taught growing up to do that during car trips. I must have done it at some point as an adult, but I can't remember it.
NYC is notoriously short of public bathrooms. If I'm on my home and I drank too much Diet Coke before I got on the subway, I'll get off the N or 7 train at Queensboro Plaza and walk to this vacant lot I know (amazing that there's a vacant lot in that neighborhood these days) and urinate behind a wooden barrier there. (Fortunately, there's a bus I can transfer to so I don't have to pay another subway fare.)
And yes, many years ago, once or twice I did urinate off the edge of a subway platform into the tunnel I'm not proud of that.
NYC is notoriously short of public bathrooms. If I'm on my home and I drank too much Diet Coke before I got on the subway, I'll get off the N or 7 train at Queensboro Plaza and walk to this vacant lot I know (amazing that there's a vacant lot in that neighborhood these days) and urinate behind a wooden barrier there. (Fortunately, there's a bus I can transfer to so I don't have to pay another subway fare.)
And yes, many years ago, once or twice I did urinate off the edge of a subway platform into the tunnel I'm not proud of that.
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Not me but my Nephew
He was working on a cell phone tower on top of a church. Painters had left for the day and my Nephew had to take a dump.
He opened a half used 5 gallon paint container and let it go and put the cover on. The painters were to return the following day.
Surprise surprise!
He was working on a cell phone tower on top of a church. Painters had left for the day and my Nephew had to take a dump.
He opened a half used 5 gallon paint container and let it go and put the cover on. The painters were to return the following day.
Surprise surprise!
NotHardUp1
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In my friend's Mountain Dew.
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I had to pee so bad once at Busch Gardens Williamsburg that I went into some trees next to the parking lot. It really wasn’t very good cover but there was no way I was holding it. What made it even stranger was my friend I was with didn’t stay out of the trees he came in and watched me pee.
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*throws out YooHoo*
*throws out Tootsie Rolls*
*throws out Raisinets*
*throws out Stuckey's Pecan log*
*throws out frozen corn*
And creamed corn....
*throws out Pate*
And leftover Chili...
Chocolate pudding...
And fudge pops....
*throws out Tootsie Rolls*
*throws out Raisinets*
*throws out Stuckey's Pecan log*
*throws out frozen corn*
And creamed corn....
*throws out Pate*
And leftover Chili...
Chocolate pudding...
And fudge pops....
Peloso
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I peed on a fisherman once.
I was waiting for a bus in Marine Park, Brooklyn during a heavy downpour. I had to pee really bad and the rain was making it worse. Luckily, right behind me was an ice cream place that was closed for the winter that had a wraparound deck that overlooked the docks, so I went to the back, unzipped and let 'er rip. It was raining so hard the rain itself was a good cover. All of a sudden I noticed there was a guy on the dock below me rigging up his boat. He was right below me and I had been peeing on his head. With all the rain there was no way he could tell. I remember thinking I hope that guy's a jerk 'cause I just pissed on him.
Another time, I was renting a house with four other guys. There was only one bathroom. You can imagine what a problem this caused: five fags and one bathroom. One morning I had to take a shit, but my roommate Joe was in the bathroom embroiled in a hairdo crisis. This was the mid-eighties, so you can imagine what he had to contend with, Apparently, when you're using gel, mousse and a hair dryer, timing is of the essence. There was no way he was going to let me in because, as he put it, he didn't want his hair to smell like shit. Things were reaching critical mass in my rectum, so I had no choice but to drag the cat's litter box out of the hallway closet and into my room, squat over it, and make my deposit. I considered getting all the way in there and kicking litter over my creation, just to make the experience all the more authentic, but in the end I just scooped it out so it wouldn't freak out the cats.
But just so y'all know, I have been known to use the toilet on most occasions.
I was waiting for a bus in Marine Park, Brooklyn during a heavy downpour. I had to pee really bad and the rain was making it worse. Luckily, right behind me was an ice cream place that was closed for the winter that had a wraparound deck that overlooked the docks, so I went to the back, unzipped and let 'er rip. It was raining so hard the rain itself was a good cover. All of a sudden I noticed there was a guy on the dock below me rigging up his boat. He was right below me and I had been peeing on his head. With all the rain there was no way he could tell. I remember thinking I hope that guy's a jerk 'cause I just pissed on him.
Another time, I was renting a house with four other guys. There was only one bathroom. You can imagine what a problem this caused: five fags and one bathroom. One morning I had to take a shit, but my roommate Joe was in the bathroom embroiled in a hairdo crisis. This was the mid-eighties, so you can imagine what he had to contend with, Apparently, when you're using gel, mousse and a hair dryer, timing is of the essence. There was no way he was going to let me in because, as he put it, he didn't want his hair to smell like shit. Things were reaching critical mass in my rectum, so I had no choice but to drag the cat's litter box out of the hallway closet and into my room, squat over it, and make my deposit. I considered getting all the way in there and kicking litter over my creation, just to make the experience all the more authentic, but in the end I just scooped it out so it wouldn't freak out the cats.
But just so y'all know, I have been known to use the toilet on most occasions.
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NotHardUp1
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I can't remember anything I've ever done exotic or any place unusual in that regard.
Gone in outshouses. Gone in the woods. There was no bear there.
Gone in outshouses. Gone in the woods. There was no bear there.
LoveMyPeppermill
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In the gardens at Versailles, I suppose.
But I doubt if it was that unusual.
My partner, who has Crohn's had to take an urgent dump in a park in Marrakesh, Morocco and we had to apologize in the most terrible Franglais to the custodial crew and gave them about $100 as a tip.
But I doubt if it was that unusual.
My partner, who has Crohn's had to take an urgent dump in a park in Marrakesh, Morocco and we had to apologize in the most terrible Franglais to the custodial crew and gave them about $100 as a tip.
LoveMyPeppermill
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Oh wow, how could I forget this?
It was the morning after I had moved from Manhattan to Brooklyn. We just dumped all the furniture in my bedroom helter-skelter so that I could let the friends who helped me move go home. It turned out there was no overhead light in my new bedroom. There was a snowstorm overnight, and the bedroom window came open, and I could not find my way to the window to close it because of all the furniture in the dark. So the window stayed open ...
... and I got sick. Fever, sinusitis, congestion, a cough, and diarrhea. But the moving van had to be returned to Manhattan by noon. Because of the snow, the traffic on Flatbush Avenue to the Manhattan Bridge was completely snarled, but I couldn't get out and go to a gas station bathroom in case the traffic just happened to move six feet while I was gone. (And I was in the left lane, so I couldn't pull over.)
After about 15 minutes of writhing in agony trying to hold it in, I looked in the back of the van and there was an unusually ugly small painting there which some previous customer had left behind. The painting met the fate it deserved.
It was the morning after I had moved from Manhattan to Brooklyn. We just dumped all the furniture in my bedroom helter-skelter so that I could let the friends who helped me move go home. It turned out there was no overhead light in my new bedroom. There was a snowstorm overnight, and the bedroom window came open, and I could not find my way to the window to close it because of all the furniture in the dark. So the window stayed open ...
... and I got sick. Fever, sinusitis, congestion, a cough, and diarrhea. But the moving van had to be returned to Manhattan by noon. Because of the snow, the traffic on Flatbush Avenue to the Manhattan Bridge was completely snarled, but I couldn't get out and go to a gas station bathroom in case the traffic just happened to move six feet while I was gone. (And I was in the left lane, so I couldn't pull over.)
After about 15 minutes of writhing in agony trying to hold it in, I looked in the back of the van and there was an unusually ugly small painting there which some previous customer had left behind. The painting met the fate it deserved.
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Why have I been thinking that you are a bear?
Well, now that I know that you shit in the woods it will be impossible to think otherwise.
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It would be nice if when nature calls it would go straight to someone else's voicemail, but no, when I need to relieve myself there is no such thing as a 'strange place'.
Ok, maybe strange to city folk, I suppose; I have taken a dump, birdie style, from a hunting/tree stand with my ass over a branch about 20' from the ground.
I've witnessed many hunters tend to business over the years. Rarely a big deal, though, as it's usually cold out during hunting seasons.
Ok, maybe strange to city folk, I suppose; I have taken a dump, birdie style, from a hunting/tree stand with my ass over a branch about 20' from the ground.
I've witnessed many hunters tend to business over the years. Rarely a big deal, though, as it's usually cold out during hunting seasons.
NotHardUp1
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Sorry, but no. I've never been able to grow even a decent mustache, much less a beard.
I am overweight, but not big framed.
I'm known for an impish, boyish sense of humor, so doubt I'm seen by anyone as a bear. Am tough and hold others accountable at work and in society, but am never gruff.
Always worn my hair shortish and conservatively since high school, when locks were in during the 70's.
LoveMyPeppermill
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Well, remember, back in the days of Louis XIV, people relieved themselves in the stairwells at Versailles. Or anywhere else they could. Privies were not included in the design of the palace, I've read, because such places were unworthy of the dignity of the Sun King's dwelling.