Mayhap shit in the cistern itself? Providing it's not your toilet of course.
That was my first suggestion. The upper decker. But, sir ninja was all up on his high horse about that.
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Mayhap shit in the cistern itself? Providing it's not your toilet of course.
You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to flashback again.If you dont have a brick handy, you may simply stand in the cistern, thus displacing the water a la Archimedes principle.
You will then have to pivot, and drop your brown trouts off at the river from above.
The splashback would be ferocious, however you would be safe at that height.
You can then flush the jacks again, and spryly leap out of the cistern, and dry your feet on the fluffy jax cover before sprinting in to watch the rest of The Littlest Hobo.
Everyone's a winner.
dude, you have to let us in on the Littlest Hobo fixation.If you dont have a brick handy, you may simply stand in the cistern, thus displacing the water a la Archimedes principle.
You will then have to pivot, and drop your brown trouts off at the river from above.
The splashback would be ferocious, however you would be safe at that height.
You can then flush the jacks again, and spryly leap out of the cistern, and dry your feet on the fluffy jax cover before sprinting in to watch the rest of The Littlest Hobo.
Everyone's a winner.
What would YOU do?
Once at a party in my brother's gaff someone shat in a piece of toilet paper and deposited behind the radiator. I'm not sure why. I'd love to know. It was a couple of days before they figured out what the honk was.
*surprise*
Fellas in Malahide few years back used to play the ever-popular "Dump in somewhere hard to find and then tell the host as you leave later that night , so that he has to leg it around to find it before his parents/ wife / flatmates get back " party game.
Worst thing I've ever heard was when the poor host couldn't find it once, two days later he's sitting around the breakfast table with his returned parents. Someone goes for some more butter for the second slice of toast- and THERE IT IS, nestling smugly right in the tub. Diabolically, they had covered it with about an inch-thick layer of butter after depositing it.
Fellas in Malahide few years back used to play the ever-popular "Dump in somewhere hard to find and then tell the host as you leave later that night , so that he has to leg it around to find it before his parents/ wife / flatmates get back " party game.
Worst thing I've ever heard was when the poor host couldn't find it once, two days later he's sitting around the breakfast table with his returned parents. Someone goes for some more butter for the second slice of toast- and THERE IT IS, nestling smugly right in the tub. Diabolically, they had covered it with about an inch-thick layer of butter after depositing it.
I went into college one day recently and someone had constructed an everest of shit in the bowel, augmented with several layers of toilet paper. It might have been a group effort...
Fellas in Malahide few years back used to play the ever-popular "Dump in somewhere hard to find and then tell the host as you leave later that night , so that he has to leg it around to find it before his parents/ wife / flatmates get back " party game.
Worst thing I've ever heard was when the poor host couldn't find it once, two days later he's sitting around the breakfast table with his returned parents. Someone goes for some more butter for the second slice of toast- and THERE IT IS, nestling smugly right in the tub. Diabolically, they had covered it with about an inch-thick layer of butter after depositing it.
Fellas in Malahide few years back used to play the ever-popular "Dump in somewhere hard to find and then tell the host as you leave later that night , so that he has to leg it around to find it before his parents/ wife / flatmates get back " party game.
Worst thing I've ever heard was when the poor host couldn't find it once, two days later he's sitting around the breakfast table with his returned parents. Someone goes for some more butter for the second slice of toast- and THERE IT IS, nestling smugly right in the tub. Diabolically, they had covered it with about an inch-thick layer of butter after depositing it.
Jeeeeeeeeeeesssus!!! That's disgusting. Is that true?
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