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15th tee on a stinking hot day in Portugal
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Just got back from a cricket tour where the copious wine, rum, beer, cheese and foie gras meant people had some unorthodox bowel movements. I was in a car going to Toulouse yesterday sat in the back with someone once voted in the top 40 most powerful people in the Britain by the Guardian. He had been complaining about needing the toilet for the last 30 mins but resorted to saying “Look guys I’m serious now, if I don’t get to a toilet soon there is gonna be some sort of dirty protest in the back of the car”. Really thought he was gonna have to jump out and squat in the middle of Toulouse. We finally stopped and he managed to waddle butt clenched to the max into a nice hotel. Would have loved it if he did sh1t himself, really thought he would at one point.
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Always a joyous occasion when a thread on this theme makes an appearance.
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in the doctors surgery, when he signed me off
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