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Sunday, September 18, 2005

I Did It... Er... DIDN'T Do It

I went camping and never took a shit while I was there, albeit it was just under 24 hours.


If you saw the state of the outhouse, you'd understand.

But I did visit the house-o-nasty before turning in last night which required the use of a flashlight lest I trip and bash my teeth in during the walk over.

I set the flashlight down, beam up, did my business, and couldn't help it. I just HAD to shine that light down into the hole.

It was just that pissing into a black hole, hearing the splatter a half-dozen feet down, and having a flashlight right there was just too much to resist. And before you judge, you KNOW you'd of done the exact same thing!

What did I see?

What you would expect me to see.

And let me just go ahead and admit that if something would have been looking back up at me in the moment I shone that bean down to the bowel of Hell, (the possibility did tickle my mind in the moment before I looked), I would have ran screaming like a little bitch!!!!

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  • At 7:38 PM, Blogger Ghostrider said…

    LMAO we used to dare each other to shine our flashlights into the outhouse holes when I was in scouts as a kid. There was a time back at Camp Wisdom(if you saw wat I saw ud remember it for a few yrs to)when there was one that was nearly full and well lets just say there were about 15 scouts running out of the outhouse(one of the big ones with 5-6 holes all lined up) like the scared little bitches we were. Indeed, those were good times.

  • At 4:01 PM, Blogger Viper said…

    OK, good, it's not just me.

  • At 4:01 PM, Blogger Viper said…

    OK, good, it's not just me.


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