Cankles-McJeggings Japan
Thailand
Indonesia
Pooguns like Rhouses posted. There’s not really a class divide for them like India though.
Cankles-McJeggings Japan
Thailand
Indonesia
Pooguns like Rhouses posted. There’s not really a class divide for them like India though.
OK lads, can we go back to destroying Smallman now?
Hursty Greek?
Cankles-McJeggings You knows it.
Are you exchanging safe words?!?!
Rhouses’ arsehole often gets mistaken for a spaniel that has just emerged from a mucky river
I had a shit in Tokyo airport and it analysed my stool, stated something incomprehensible in a tuneful female Japanese voice that I later discovered translated as ‘ Konnichiwa! you have stage 3 bowel cancer.’ Incredible really what they get up to.
Late entry for thread of the year. Top work gents.
BlainSA the ‘Indian’ style toilets where it’s a hole which you squat over, two indents with grip for your feet, are mostly used by the lower class. Vinny and Dermo were fairly accurate, but no one told them to travel like peasants in a train. Cheaping out on a plane ticket. Do the conversion and you’re getting what you pay for. Next to Narita airport, I’d say one of my favourite places to take a public shit would be the toilets in a 5 star hotel in India.
That being said, squatting is the absolute right way to be shitting when it comes to your internal system, so I wouldn’t fault that style.
Come to India. You may experience some challenges with cholera & dysentery but survive those and you can enjoy glutes like Roberto Carlos as a result of shitting your pelvis bone into a hole in the ground for two weeks…Svaagat he!
Lol. A veritable Shangri-La of absolute, abject squalor.
A mate went with his gf to Sri Lanka. Day 2 they both got really bad food poisoning from their hotel and couldn’t get far from the toilet. Guts and ring knotting themselves up. After 2 days of sting ring he decides ‘fuck this’ and instead of taking one Imodium to help out with his suffering he takes the whole pack. Problem solved! No more squits. His gf stuck with the suggested amount, but couldn’t get over it.
Move on a week later and his stomach is hard as a rock and he’s got abs popping up. Wahey! He still hasn’t had a shit. Flies back home starting to worry what he might have done to himself. Then the pain starts with a strange sludge noise coming from his lower abdomen. Straight to the bog where he spent the next hour in agony putting Rhouses to shame with what he described as literally shitting a brick.
You can tell Millsy is the type who has no concept of what a splash of water can do to maintain basic hygiene. Crusty af sphincter, dry bits of feces embedded into his gooch hair.
Also a hearty lol in Rhousedawgs general direction as per. A quick googling of ‘Indian hygiene standards’ reveals a litany of damning articles, PEER REVIEWED, describing his grubby part of the world in lurid detail. Grim people, grim country, grim Rhouses and his grim loved ones and family. Urgh! Get ye to a nunnery.
One in 10 deaths in India due to poor sanitation.
Enter MC to diminish all the threads good work
Assume MC uses a flannel to keep minty fresh in the down belows.