The Forgotten Chocolate Log 20th November 2008
So I recently went to the dentist, that went fine, till near the end when my stomach started to churn. I needed to go poos and quick! (For your information, it was the liquid type - actually it wasn’t, inbetween solid and liquid, I would say.)
Fortunately, my super-toilet-resistance skills prevailed and I was able to keep the untimely wave of waste in. And so, I left the dentist in an epic hunt for a toilet.
Moments later, I find a toilet, awkwardly positioned, but a throne nonetheless (in my eyes at that moment in time). Took a quick inspection, only to find someone left their log in the bowl, previous to my session. Man was it perfect. Perfect shaped, and also had a commendable length. The colour, however, was slightly off, suggesting it had been left to brew in the water for some time.
Didn’t think much about it later that day. There was no toilet paper in the toilet! Which means either the person ate the toilet paper after wiping their butt-hole, or, they didn’t wipe their bum-bum altogether. Gruesome, I know.






Oh look at you, you lucky person; no one has left their mark yet - You can be the first!