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I stepped in dog shit on the way to work, discuss!

portlandjerkportlandjerk 36 Posts
edited February 2006 in Strut Central
I totally stepped in a clammy heap o' dog shit on the way to my work today. Luckily, there was this sturdy patch of grass to get it off on. WTF dog owners?! CLEAN IT UP!

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  • JLRJLR 3,835 Posts
    This was in front of a record store, right?

    Where is the record related content in your post?
  • grandpa_shiggrandpa_shig 5,799 Posts
    youre from portland, right? are you sure it was dog shit and not human shit?











  • portlandjerkportlandjerk 36 Posts
    Ok, then do you know of any records that are good to listen to when stepping in dog shit?
  • SwayzeSwayze 14,705 Posts
    one time, my dad dared me to jump over a picnic table (lengthwise) across from our favorite fish n' chips spot in west seattle. i was about 18, and would jump over shit for money or dares (the hood of a jeep cherokee, down 18 stairs... shit like that), so i said "cool", being that it was my dad asking and all. i was wearing flip-flops, and the table was in a grassy area, so i just kicked 'em off and started running. i cleared the table, but landed with one bare foot in a pile of shit, so i slipped and spread it all over myself.

    also, this was entered into a friend of mine's zine about last kisses a few years back...

    the summer of 1994 was an eternity of junkmail and confusion for me.
    i was seventeen, and my pregnant girlfriend had left me to think
    things over in oregon for a few months, frustrated and scared. i
    was lonely/frisky and had begun a secret affair with the girl of my
    bestfriend's dreams, katy ranes. the first day we kissed, we were
    in a small park at the end of the cul-de-sac where i lived; open
    grass, bees everywhere, she topless with the most wonderful breasts
    i've seen yet... enter my neighbor, on a walk with his family,
    stumbles upon us,half-naked rolling in the grass. a breif pause and
    exit my neighboor, when immediately after, katy rolls topless into a
    fresh pile of dogshit, smeared across her bare back. she screamed,
    begging me to clean it off, and without hesitation, i reached for
    her coat. our last date, this was the moment i entered into
    adulthood. she would never kiss me again.
  • JLRJLR 3,835 Posts
    Ok, then do you know of any records that are good to listen to when stepping in dog shit?

  • portlandjerkportlandjerk 36 Posts
    ha ha, living here you learn to tell the difference.
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