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Revolting Week: Where's the most unusual place you've had a shit?

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onthehushhush 0:00, reply

In a plastic bag. I then smeared said shit under the door handle of a car that used into park in my space. Most entertaining watching him smell his fingers and gag after he opened his door.

mister_groping 17:27, reply

mr_david 17:06, reply

In the Australian Embassy, London. Robert Plant was in the next cubicle. IDNSHbiglog

mrs_ivy_trellis 16:21, reply

in my mate's mum's downstairs toilet. Just next to the bog. Thinking about it, his name *was* Paul...

onthehushhush 14:55, reply

Of course it were downstairs, they can't build them in't sky lad *nips out back door with Racing Post under arm*

spank_daley 15:46, reply

Admittedly a toilet, but it *was* the Queen's private toilet on her personal train. I nipped in and had a quick dump while the train coaches were being serviced at a certain Leeds train depot. The private bog was considerably nicer than the crap (ho!) shite (ha!) we plebs have to use on trains.

agnetha 14:29, reply

famously, I can only do it in my own house (obviously in hotel/villa on holiday)

I would be more likely to become a tory than poo in a public place - you all horrify me

glitterkitty 13:04, reply

Saltdean Lido. It was like the chocolate bar scene from Caddyshack. Swimmers parted like the red sea.

weeble 12:27, reply

The foot of "Christ the Redeemer" statue on top of Corcovado, Rio.

I like to pretend it was an act of iconoclasm - it was actually an involuntary response to a bottle of rum in "Help" the night before.

whitemaninhammersmithpalais 12:19, reply

A childs sandpit.

I was 32

lennie 11:14, reply

Concorde, Seat 7A. In my defense, I was nine months old at the time and the diaper caught all of it.

aristocat 10:46, reply

Mark Oaten's Mouth

plasticflamingo 10:39, reply

Southampton Dell

Away end

toast_not_ghosts 10:21, reply

An office shredder. Seemed a good idea at the time. Since then I contend that the phrase should really be "when the shit hits the shredder"......

beaverwastemanagement 10:19, reply

Belgium

muttleee 10:09, reply

Goerings personal bathroom at the luftwaffe headquarters (which is now the German Finance Ministry).

bathwithkirsty 10:08, reply

Into a plastic bag in a moving Ford Fiesta on the M5.

splut_cunker 9:49, reply

25 Cromwell Street, Gloucester

mr_e_mann 9:41, reply

On a traffic island off Jamaica Rd. I had IBS. It was an emergency.

dawnsyndrome 9:22, reply

Paul's house.

bighorace 9:03, reply

The government whip's office at the House of Commons, several times in fact and on at least two occasions I cracked one out to ice the log. Unlike the bogs the polis frequented, there wasn't much in the way of smut to be found (they had a cracking stash), so I made do with a copy of the wonky-coloured Today newspaper as visual stimulus. spankywankytrufax

spank_daley 9:00, reply

On this "wacky" couple's front garden...

fayekorgazm 8:12, reply

Auschwitz

awaitsinevitableabuse 7:50, reply

The National Palace in Mexico City. My Mum beats that by having one in the Queen's garden. Oh we're upper echelon shitters alright.

thegingerprince 7:02, reply

360ft up a tower in Lincolnshire.

whats_the_beef_chief 6:46, reply

Your Mum.

roger_mycock 6:37, reply

The shit I did into that Dyson bloke's mouth to make him stop saying "suction" in that vom-vom inducing "posh" accent. Unfortunately it seems to have gotten worse since. He now sounds as if he's gagging for another one.

edmor 1:31, reply

The Olympics. Luckily no-one noticed.

grimly_fiendish 1:04, reply

Woolwich.

m50 0:51, reply