From: slade jonz [slade@drugsmakemecool.com]
Subject: story about a turd
My roomates and I had a big party in our apratment. Lots of alchohol and chemicals all varieties. The early-morning hours all blended together and are difficult to recall. The last thing I do remember was Scott sitting in the armchair, lights-out except for LED-glow of the stereo. Mahavishnu Orchestra or maybe Coltrane.
When I awoke late the next morning, he was gone, and all that was left aside from the usual party rubbish was a huge turd in the chair where he was last sitting. At first we thought it was a practical joke. But it was real.
And it was huge! And not a pile of turd, but a single long and perfectly fucking coiled crap. It was astounding! Even if you tried one couldn't manufacture anything like that that. It was probably two-and-half feet long if it were laid end-to-end. We were perplexed. Aliens? Had he been turned into a pile of shit?
When confronted, he denied responsibility. And it remains a mystery to this day......
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