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>be 14 years old, at hosted canooing trip in sweden with other kids
>today's campsite actually has a cabin!
>approach it, open door
>hot humid air, reeks mahusivly, flies everywhere, no light trough. trying to see something
>finally spot the seat: there is a mountain-like pile of shit standig up at least 10 cm through the seat.
>lolnope.gif
>later see girls coming back from there, looking like they had seen the walking death
>went to china with 2 pals, visiting our chinese friend
>2 weeks of violent drinking and eating every kind of animal known to man
>recently gone out of antidiarrheals, these never really stood a chance anyway
>shanghai, jin-mao-tower: after a long standing-in the line, finally at the elevator
>feel the urge to fart. because of known circumstances I knew I had to handle this quite careful.
>but beeing not sure how great the danger really is and no toilets in sight, I hoped that squeezing will help and the urge will go away. (mistake)
>moving with crowd in elevator, while getting a small but fearful moisty feeling between my buttocks
>ohfuck ohfuck ohfuck ohfuck
>elevator doors close, everyone is standing real close to each other
>a fine scent becomes noticeable
>my buddies are severely hungover and kinda blind, but all the chinese guys are starting to look around angrily and disgusted
>urge intensifies
>finally doors open and I speed to the toilet
>room is full with waiting chinese people. the stalldoor opens the moment I enter
>successfully take my chance to go trough the crowd at the speed of light and close the stalldoor behind me
>finally release the waters, must do it thoroughly.
>already fed up with waiting, all the chinamen start a riot and try to kick in the stall, while I'm using up the toiletpaper.
was not funny.
