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Needing to go......

edited April 2010 in Troubleshooting
For a Barry

Is it worse when in a pub that has a toilet like that out of Trainspotting, when you're watching something riveting on the box on the sofa downstairs and the stairs seem like Everest, or when in the car on the motorway stuck in traffic with no chance of a plan B.

Now I'm pretty creative but the worse has to be the dirty pub, at least if you fill your pants in the car only you know
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  • Its shocking in a dirty pub. Ive had to hover before.....and that aint easy when you've had a few shandys.
  • The Ivory is a nightmare for that. I swear its the same person everytime.
  • An old pal of mine Les, many years ago, was a great Guiness drinker and was caught short with bad if's and but's in The Rose Of Lee.
    Having removed his pants in the cubicle he couldn't think of where to put them....so standing up on the pan he dropped them into the cistern.
    A week or two later he went back and fished them out....they were spotless.
    He wrung them out....stuck them in his pocket and hey presto.... took them home and got several months more wear out of them!
  • Check this toilet out - this is a genuine toilet at Deptford car Auctions. I went for a wizz, turned round and saw it.

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  • It says a lot for my maturity that this thread has had me in stitches!

    The worst toilets i've seen recently had to be the ones in the back room of the Bugle. Disgraceful!
  • This thread is genius haha.

    i usually just cover the whole seat in bogroll close my eyes and sit down, do the deed then get out.
  • Does anyone else remeber the toilet in omni's in woolwich the burger place opposite where cash converters is now, christ it was like a horror film going up the stairs to those bogs.
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  • [cite]Posted By: Chris_from_Sidcup[/cite]It says a lot for my maturity that this thread has had me in stitches!

    The worst toilets i've seen recently had to be the ones in the back room of the Bugle. Disgraceful!


    Carter proberbly caused this
  • Played football at STC in Ivor Grove, New Eltham a couple of Sundays back.

    If you need a dump it would be advisable to go before leaving home as the bogs in the changing rooms there are the worst I've ever seen, looking just like the ones at the Deptford Car Auction pic above.
  • Many years ago I was walking back from Danson Youth club, had a Parka on, at end of Brampton rd had to answer the call, there used to be public bogs there. Ignoring the rumours that it was a buggers den I ventured in. Anyway had the dump the size of an elephant, thought I was gonna have to pat it down with shovel, looked around no khazi paper, my mum never found out why my Parka had lots of the pockets ripped out!
    Multi-functional them Parkas! The Swiss army penknife of coats.
  • Twenty years ago, when I was a young buck, I was working for an icecream company in Philadelphia PA.
    The company had lots of drivers, many of whom, like myself were foreign and from all corners of the globe.
    The summers in Philly can get beastly hot and that particular summer was especially hot and sticky.
    Some of the office staff started to complain about the appalling stench from the bogs but no matter how much bleach was poured down, the eye watering smell remained.
    After nearly a WEEK, the mystery was solved.
    Some of the recently arrived bunch of 'Arabs' as they were known had been using the toilets in the only way they knew how.
    At home they took a dump then wiped, but the pipes couldn't cope with tissue so they put it in a bin.
    As there wasn't a bin provided in Philly, the fellers had used their imaginations and stuffed the poo covered paper behind the cystern.
    They weren't the most popular crew when the story came out.
  • My housemate has just walked in, I'm in bits here.

    He has been a bit poorly it would seem with a tummy bug.

    He gets the coach to work and has been in trouble for being late/calling in sick a lot lately so got an early one to be safe.

    He thought he would be safe to unleash a fart as he got off the coach outside work, it wasn't.

    The rotten sods made him stay until everyone had taken their lunch and sit in his own filth until they let him go.

    I've handed him a bin bag for his trousers and pants and SOCKS! He's now in the shower having a sort out.

    Good god he smells like a farmyard
  • I had this dilemma yesterday, I was rushing around getting ready for work so decided I did not have time for my morning constitional

    At 07.15 I hit the traffic on the A2, for over an hour I sat in the car, stationary, engine switched off in the outside lane sweating and shaking with fear I was about to ruin my lovely beige seats by filling myself.

    I made it into work just before 9 and only made it by the skin of my teeth. I would have had no option but to crap myself, there's the real victims of road accidnets right there.
  • [cite]Posted By: adamtheaddick[/cite]True story I swear, my mate mark who lives by the maxwell in orpington was always in trouble for being late for work, he was on his last warning. We had been drinking all night then curry in the fabled half pricwe curry house, anywhoo his alarm goes off snooze button pressed, wakes up with 10 mins to get his train, running late and now running for the train he farts and yes followed through... now what does he do.. go home change and shower and face bollocking or... and yes there is an or... carry on to work. He arrived on time and was sacked within 2 mins of his arrival for gross misconduct... so off he waddled home with shite in his pants and his p45.. needless to say we reminded him of this on many occasions to much merryment.

    superb story.
  • edited August 2010
    The worst toilets i have ever seen are in The Flying Scotsman near Kings Cross. A Stripper bar where they bring a pint glass around when every girl comes on stage so you can deposit a pound coin but that is not the only deposits.
    The toilets have a multitude of hundreds of mens deposits on the wall , so bad that they hang like stalactites ( or is it stalagmite's?) .
    Absolute filth and if your in the area walk right past!
  • Nothing can be as bad as the bogs at Calais Docks, its not a sight i wanted to see at 3:30am tbh
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  • What on earth do you expect Nathan? This is the French we're talking about here
  • Every day on my way back from school, when I got to the bottom of Greenvale Road in Eltham, I'd always really need to drop one. Trouble was, we lived right up the other side of Greenvale. So every day it would be a struggle to get in in time.

    One day I managed to just about make it, and in my usual fashion was sprinting towards the door when I realised I didn't have my bloody key. Went round the side to climb over the fence, with our dog Max barking at me like mad, and went to check if the back door was open. It wasn't. So my only option was to waddle off up the end of the garden and drop my trousers.

    That weekend, I woke up and came downstairs and plonked myself in front of the tele. Dad opens the door and walks in from the garden carrying a bin bag and a shovel and says "Blimey, you wanna see the size of the poo Max did out there."
  • [cite]Posted By: NathanPrior[/cite]Nothing can be as bad as the bogs at Calais Docks, its not a sight i wanted to see at 3:30am tbh

    Hanging around the docks at 03:30 ! In Calais ! Suits you sir ! ;0)
  • [cite]Posted By: adamtheaddick[/cite]True story I swear, my mate mark who lives by the maxwell in orpington was always in trouble for being late for work, he was on his last warning. We had been drinking all night then curry in the fabled half pricwe curry house, anywhoo his alarm goes off snooze button pressed, wakes up with 10 mins to get his train, running late and now running for the train he farts and yes followed through... now what does he do.. go home change and shower and face bollocking or... and yes there is an or... carry on to work. He arrived on time and was sacked within 2 mins of his arrival for gross misconduct... so off he waddled home with shite in his pants and his p45.. needless to say we reminded him of this on many occasions to much merryment.
    If he ate at the curry centre he's fortunate to have woken up at all! What a place.
  • My mate at work had recently become a father

    He was out for a few beers last night celebrating his sons birth. He was in the pub and told me he felt the urge to drop the kiddies off at the pool. Last orders rang so he put this urge to the back of his mind and went and got the drinks in. On his walk home the urge became a desperate need and he qiickened his pace, opened the door to discover his father in law, who suffers from chrons and ibs was in the khazi. His conditions meant his bog visits could take as long as a feature length film.

    Assessing his options (going in the garden, the cat box, an ice cream tub) a flash of brilliance struck him. He urinated in the sink, got one of the newborns nappies and curled out a length of pipe into one of little Joshua's nappies. As he finished and collapsed in a heap of nervous energy he heard the toilet flush and the geordie father in law leave the can.

    The evidence was bagged up and binned and no one the wiser.

    Really made me laugh that one.
  • your friend is lucky that he can lay a solid one
  • Great thread. Just re-read it. First time I've laughed since Saturday.

    One of my mates was desperate for a dump, after being out drinking & made it as far as his road, but no further.

    He did the deed in his road & the next morning, out of curiosity he went to check. It had gone !

    Also, someone that posts on here, told me, for a laugh, that he curled one off in the sink, on the train to Exeter a few seasons ago.

    Weird !
  • On a plane, with a monster hangover, after the seat belt sign has come on, but you then circle for an hour!!!
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