Digging with a turd in the chamber
grandpa_shig
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im sayin. ive done the dance. it aint nice.
grandpa_shig
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and just to beat you all to it, I realize you can change the end of the story to make all kind of funny scenarios with various people and things in my butt.
yeah i hate it...sometimes when you're squating and looking through some heat you realize "wow...i may have just streaked myself"
what's worse is having to take a piss while deejaying.
"Wow ! that deejay is really into the music look how much he's dancing
Anybody "gamble and loose" recentley?
ai I said in the other thread...It feels like everytime I go digging I got to deuce. It's because I miss my window because I'm driving to the spot early and the coffee doesn't help.
That is really weird because when ever my wife goes into a big store, like a mall or department store, best buy, etc. she immediately has to go.
- spidey
This never fails. EVERY single time I go into a music store (cd or record store), I have to go to the restroom? WTF!? I don't have to be squatting, I'm just going through bins and all of a sudden the f*ckin turtle head is coming out.
Great post btw...
damn, why can I never remember who that was???
I kinda gotta blowup handicap stall now that I think about it.
cock-snot!!!!
no, but seriously. there's something about record stores that makes me have to chunk up the deuce. i think i immediately get stressed knowing that there either is no bathroom to use, or the bathroom is going to be completely gross.
anyone have any good/bad record store bathroom stories?
This post is great and I recognize all of the things said here. Stores you have never been to before are the worst. You walk in and once you realize there's good stuff to be found and you get all psyched the alarmbell goes off.
More than once I had to take a run to the nearest bar.
These days however, I have got it all under controll.
I thought the dude just drained one. Hmmmm. It was a good story though. Dude was afraid to leave the store because the owner would close up shop as soon as he left.
Do these SS greatest hits exist anywhere?
Hunger, the doo doo, whatever, it all just doesn't occur to me.
At a record show I could have gotten no sleep the night before, had no breakfast, and drank a quart of water and I can just KEEP GOING.
it was much worse when i was younger. cause i got excited about every dumb record store i went to. it all happens unconsciously though. you can be all cool on the outside, but inside, something will push a turd totally out of nowhere.
the worst situation is i see a new record dealer at the local flea market. that's always a big surprise. REALLY big!!!
You machine.
I lost many a raer at fairs due to toiletbraeks. Sneaky collectors target my moments of weakness.
- J
LOL!!
After a big night of drinking there is nothing like dropping some beer farts
on some unsuspecting record show patrons. Most of the dealers and collectors
don't smell much better, so it's super easy to get away with.
The drill goes dig, dig, dig, fart, wait, wait, move two or three tables down.
(the wait is key cause you don't want it to follow you!)
I'm telling you people will barely notice, between the musty smell of the records, and
the BO from the Beatles and Psych collectors, your farts will just add to the stinky stew
that is the record show.
Is there a show at the Ukranian Hall in Van City this Sunday?
I've come up big at that one, I wish I could go.