I'm not a bad person, I just do bad things

[rhubarb]

I'd give it a go. But not after apricots - too much splashback.

I have to say, you really do sound like a fun person to know.

[d000hg]

Your avatar seems strangely appropriate rhubarb

[Paddy]

In the late 80s I had a call for a customer’s business in the Oxfordshire countryside. On the way I had gross stomach pains. The client was a pretty young lady who had an art studio. I ask to use the loo. The loo was rather classy with mirrors, a shower plants etc. It smelt like a tropical rain forest.

No sooner than I sat down my bowels exploded pebble-dashing the loo and releasing WMD gas. The sound alone must have echoed around the studio. There was no loo brush so a lot of flushing was involved. I could not get out the building too soon through embarrisment.

[MaryPoppins]

I have to say, you really do sound like a fun person to know.

You're spot on!

[Mich the Tester]

In the late 80s I had a call for a customer’s business in the Oxfordshire countryside. On the way I had gross stomach pains. The client was a pretty young lady who had an art studio. I ask to use the loo. The loo was rather classy with mirrors, a shower plants etc. It smelt like a tropical rain forest.

No sooner than I sat down my bowels exploded pebble-dashing the loo and releasing WMD gas. The sound alone must have echoed around the studio. There was no loo brush so a lot of flushing was involved. I could not get out the building too soon through embarrisment.

I've been to a couple of tropical rainforests. They don't exactly smell like a branch of Body Shop. I bet the bog smelt more like a rainforest after your visit.

Disclaimer; if you visit an African rainforest and it smells of crap, don't blame me; it was like that before I went.

[MaryPoppins]

Day 472 without a shag and MP is getting desperate....

Just not that desperate, eh

[EternalOptimist]

In the late 80s I had a call for a customer’s business in the Oxfordshire countryside. On the way I had gross stomach pains. The client was a pretty young lady who had an art studio. I ask to use the loo. The loo was rather classy with mirrors, a shower plants etc. It smelt like a tropical rain forest.

No sooner than I sat down my bowels exploded pebble-dashing the loo and releasing WMD gas. The sound alone must have echoed around the studio. There was no loo brush so a lot of flushing was involved. I could not get out the building too soon through embarrisment.

ah yes, the small office/large @rse, predicament


WFH did not come soon enough for me. smuggling the twigs out of the office was a bluddy nightmare

[d000hg]

Just not that desperate, eh

Just to be clear, I expect to to void your bowels before you come round to eat hot gherkin at mine.


edit: sorry for the triple post; it's due to the forum being slow rather than me getting over-excited

[MaryPoppins]

Just to be clear, I expect to to void your bowels before you come round to eat hot gherkin at mine.

That is probably the hottest thing any man's ever said to me.

[doodab]

Just to be clear, I expect to to void your bowels before you come round to eat hot gherkin at mine.

Gives a whole new meaning to the phrase "vinegar strokes"