If you time it right enough it’ll put the turd right back where it came from
I don’t like how put that thing back where it came from or so help me 🎶 just pooped into my head.
Bom, bom, bom, bom…
so help me!
Sometimes you take a shit and other times you leave one.
poop is a palindrome
You haven’t truly shit until you’ve had your ass cleaned by Poseidon
Poseidon’s
kissfistEveryone needs a good fisting from Poseidon at least once.
Good old ocean spray
Reminds me of the time I dumped cranberry juice on my asshole.
We’ve all been there.
There are pit toilets up in the Rocky Mountains at parks that have a vent pipe up above them.
Well, when the wind is blowing around 9,000+ft above sea level, (which is frequent) you get a blast of cold mountain air up your rump, like a York Peppermint Patty of freshness. It is quite an indescribable experience.
That sounds… BRISK.
Also at the AMC huts up in the Presidential range of New Hampshire. If you stay overnight in winter, there is no lingering on the pot.
At some point on the sliding scale of bidet force, they become enemas.
Wait that’s not what a bidet is for?
I won’t tell you how to live your life.
!lemmySilver
In Seattle in the late 1800s this kind of thing literally happened sometimes when the tide came in. They called it a “sewer geyser”.
!lemmySilver
More like natural enema
More bacteria for your gut biome!
Natural colonic more like
And one confused fish
Poseidon’s rimjob
These toilets enter a cleaning cycle every high tide.
bracing
Is this Ireland?
Montenegro, I think.
The sea was angry that day my friends
If they empty straight into the sea then why even build the outhouse? They could just have people go on the rocks
I’d certainly appreciate even minimal protection from the elements while I’m pinching one off.
