I was sitting in a waiting room in a Seattle high-rise office building some time ago, when the urge hit me to take a dump. Unfortunately, the restrooms were on the other side of the building and I doubted that I could make it there in time. Since the waiting room was empty of other people, I walked over to the window and opened it. I pulled my pants down, bent over and backed up to the window.
The feces flew forth with a considerable amount of force, what with the gas pockets assisting in the delivery. Considering that it was in a mushy liquid type of form, it squirted out easily for the delivery, without any splattering on the window sill. Though I was five stories up, I could hear the shrieks and shouts from below.
After I had finished, I wiped myself clean with the curtains and pulled my pants back up. I looked out the window to survey the damage below. Quite a few people had been soiled, all of whom were looking back up at me.
2006-06-26
06:08:18
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