stop being such an old woman

I thought that's what the spoiler was for

Whatever you do,don't cross hot dogs


how the hell do you know that movie ? I assumed only old sick,******ed french men like me knew it..

ass to mouth ITT.

Look buddy no one cares about how ****ty your life is. Your gimmick is wearing thin.

not much between dispair and ecstasy....

lol count

I'd be the same if my daughter was a rug muncher

You never go ass to mouth

A+ trolling

can we please get an update on the number of raw hot dogs consumed so far?

no, im pretty sure he does

Thank you

unless in a centipede

You don't really get a choice then.

When is part 2 coming out?

sometimes in the heat of passion its ok to go ass to mouth

no.

human feces is very dangerous

Human feces fresh from the anus is actually very clean. The diseases and what not, only happens after it's been out a while.

http://answers.yahoo.com/question/in...1150349AAKTU9S

A bit about myself: I enjoy the challenge of a big crap. I was a university student with the Royal Navy attached to one of the University Royal Navy Units.

A bit about the ship: It is 68 feet long, and all three toilets are pumped with a macerator.

My story took place on a very rough overnight passage that was 22 hours long. In a P2000 it is indeed a very long single leg passage, as it traveled at 11knots per hour. Do the math. It was a very rough night, and speed had been cut down to make travel as smooth as possible in the floating fiberglass caravan we called a home. I had spent the rest of the year at university subsisting on curries – vindaloo, to be exact. While on board this tiny little ship we were served really good homemade food due to the low number of personnel. Because of my previous diet I had been severely backed up. In an average day we would eat about 10,000 calories just to keep awake because of the workload, so after three weeks of good food I wasn't used to I soon found myself severely constipated. In fact, my waist line had increased in size.

Coffee gives me the ****s, and because of that I don't usually drink it; but because of this overnight passage I drank coffee to keep awake and alert. When I was taken off watch at three a.m. the weather was rough. The bow was rising and falling with a great WHAM every ten seconds at roughly five to ten meters, and this actually made me free float. This and the fact that the students' bunks were at the front of the ship left me feeling as if I was in a never-ending roller coaster ride.

At four a.m., an hour into my three-hour rest, I felt the feeling that no human wants to experience and rushing into the junior rates heads (crapper to the landlubber). I plunked my ass down onto the tiny electric pump yacht throne, making a nice, tight seal. I’m a tall bloke, and my knees rise above my hips which when taking a dump. While this is never comfortable, this time I had no trouble. With all that coffee I had been drinking throughout the night, I exploded, almost lifting off the toilet with the force.

Now, these toilets have no water in the bowel – sea water gets pumped in to aid evacuation; and on this occasion, the air conditioning was broken. There was also no fan in the head because it was broken, and so the room was sealed; there was no airflow. The ship is designed for cold waters, so it is insulated better than an Eskimo millionaire's penthouse, and we were in hot European water during the summer. Because of these facts, I was sweating before I even felt the urge.

I was in there for a long time, and I was sweating more than a sumo in a sauna, so I stripped my shirt off. With my trousers between my legs, I was basically nude. After 30 minutes it was all over. The heat was unbearable, my ass hurt, and I was exhausted from having to hold onto the hand rails, lest I launch through the air in the rough seas. I was only after I finished and was almost out of the vile sweatbox when I realized there was no toilet roll.

Looking around I found the blue roll – an industrial strength absorbent which is also very strong. Used in hospitals, factories and the forces, it is the lifeline of the navy... and it also blocks the macerator. A macerator is an electronic set of teeth that munch your toilet roll and crap, but the blue roll can clog it and create a vacuum. No, I wiped and flooded the bowl to the rim, hoping it wouldn’t clog and thankful that it didn't.

After washing up and wiping of my seat, I stepped out. I looked about and everybody was asleep, so I escaped my embarrassing experience scott free. Feeling like a Dyson had been stuck up my brown hole, I was exhausted and drained; this helped me get the best two hours sleep of my life.

Waking up and swapping watches, I was given the helm to steer the ship. Everything was going great for an hour – the weather had died down, the sun was rising, and everybody was cheering up – then I heard the sharpest scream on earth. My ears split, and so did those of everyone else who was on watch. The duty engineer ran down below and rushed back up again gagging. The blue roll had created a void, and when the suction commenced the void increased, creating a vacuum. And it was this vacuum that created a back surge. A couple day’s worth of brown dumplings spewed out of the bowl like Mt. St. Helen’s and covered the duty engineer – a poor young woman – in ****. In fact, **** coated her and the small cupboard-like room. The smell was so overpowering that we had to turn on the emergency extraction and open the escape hatch. I kept silent and escaped all repercussion. She, however, left the next day. Flew home and was never heard of again. And the engineers were less than happy with the mess.

**** thread

and nutritious!

but high in carbs so remember your cardio while on a high fecal diet