A shitty story from NSC 2006...
We have a school in our house. Got woken up this morning by my partner's secretary yelling. 'Al, the dog's had an accident...'
Got quickly dressed to see this enormous pile of semi-diarrhoetic shitpile by the front door. The stench was something utterly...
Our toilets at work are about as badly designed as you could get.
For one, we're in a big house, not a purpose-built office. The women's toilet is upstairs next to my office.
The shame - for that's what it is - of being able to see not only who is queuing up to flop the female faecal matter...