Emergency Crap in middle of Cigar

[TheSilentChamber]

Just take it with you, if someone complains of the smoke go tell them to take a big wiff of the bathroom.

[Cabaiguan Juan]

Just take it with you, if someone complains of the smoke go tell them to take a big wiff of the bathroom.

I would take it with me. First, it eliminates the whole 'light a match' thing. Secondly, that would be the best queit time experience, ever. I look forward to the day when I am in a similar situation. And lastly, who would barge into the crapper to force you to surrender or extinguish the cigar? You would have total amnesty there. Just make sure that you have acouple of magazines, or a book. (kinda gives new meaning the the "Stinky" ashtray)

[WhiteWidow]

My girlfriend would barge in that's who. She has no concept whatsoever that a man is not to be distrubed while taking a dump. How am I supposed to reflect and ponder the days events with her bugging me the whole time? And then she'll complain about the smell. Are you retarded?!? I'm in here taking a shit! is what I tell her.

[brian]

Lock the the door!

[Cabaiguan Juan]

My girlfriend would barge in that's who...And then she'll complain about the smell.

Wow. I guess since girls don't poo, they don’t have any concept at what a spiritual experience it is. Not to mention the importance to the appreciation of literature that #2 makes.

[bigpoppapuff]

classy thread.....this'll bring us tons of new members...

[cinda]

My girlfriend would barge in that's who. She has no concept whatsoever that a man is not to be disturbed while taking a dump. How am I supposed to reflect and ponder the days events with her bugging me the whole time? And then she'll complain about the smell. Are you retarded?!? I'm in here taking a shit! is what I tell her.

Just have to wounder about a gal that enters the bathroom with the blue smoke bellow out. Does she have a sense of smell? Maybe her man's poo does not smell? Is she in fact the best girlfriend in the world who can take her man's poo smell and love him enough to still hang out in it with him? I am not sure but for me I want to be in another state when hubby in the el bano doing a number 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[nhcigarfan]

I know I can't be the only one this has happened to, but have any of you had to suddenly blow some serious mud in the middle of a good cigar? This happened to me the other day, and since I have to smoke outside I was faced with the tough decision of either unloading in my pants or leaving my smoke. I held off as long as I could but eventually went inside, only to return to find my stogie had extinguished itself. I am just curious as to how some others would go about this problem.

Just take it with you, if someone complains of the smoke go tell them to take a big wiff of the bathroom.

My girlfriend would barge in that's who. She has no concept whatsoever that a man is not to be distrubed while taking a dump. How am I supposed to reflect and ponder the days events with her bugging me the whole time? And then she'll complain about the smell. Are you retarded?!? I'm in here taking a shit! is what I tell her.

[hex1848]

I had a similar experience a couple of weeks back (true story). I like to take drives around the country side while smoking a nice cigar. It helps me clear my mind. I was out on one my drives in the middle of BFE smoking a tasty Bolivar and got one of those sudden, stomach churning, if you don't find a bathroom soon you might be in serious trouble feelings.

I looked around the cab of my pickup... nothing but an old cello laying on the floor board and a single yellow snotty Wendy’s napkin. No diving behind the nearest bush for me.

I floored the truck. I was sweating profusely, trying to keep my cheeks wedged together as best I could. I had roughly 10 miles back down the canopy road to my house with no gas stations in between... survival instinct kicked in.. I was not going to crap myself.

I somehow managed to make it back to the house in the nick of time. I made it, but needless to say, it totally ruined the smoke...

[brian]

I am sorry, but that's damn right funny.

(This didn't happen while smoking but it's sorta related) I was trout fishing with my brother-in-law when I had that same feeling. I went over into the woods and did my business but the leaves didn't work worth a darn. I thought he had when on up stream, so I walked over and bent down into the stream to wash myself. He was just a few feet above me and I heard "The heck are you doing?!" I thought that was a pretty funny experience.

[cinda]

.......survival instinct kicked in.. I was not going to crap myself.

[WhiteWidow]

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[COLOR=black]I floored the truck. I was sweating profusely, trying to keep my cheeks wedged together as best I could. I had roughly 10 miles back down the canopy road to my house with no gas stations in between... survival instinct kicked in.. I was not going to crap myself.

The trick is you have to clench the butthole as opposed to the cheeks. If you just clench the cheeks and the culprit makes its way past the butthole you've really just created a place for grossness and eventually skid marks to happen.

[thepyrofish]

I'd like to formally ask permission to use this phrase.

Permission granted.

Shit, somehow I never read this before now...

I have a friend names 'J' and a friend named 'C'. J was in C's car, and can be a little immature at times. J tried to let a really big fart go...he wanted it to be loud so he pushed with all his might...
and shit his pants. In the car. I think they were eaither going out to the bar or to a movie, but either way I believe they were almost at their destination...

I can smoke in my house, so I'll just take it in the bathroom with me. My dad makes fun of me but I dun care.