
so why does being in a foreign country always involve some story about bowel movements? particularly the runity run runz!!!... it seems to happen to me everywhere. i know it definitely happened in france, at this mcdonalds with the worst bathroom ever!!! just imagine this... i was ready to leave france when my stomach starts making that bubbling, gurggling sound, and you know that 's not a good sign. so i head down this small and narrow stairway clad in that fake brick linoleum, but it's not really brick, it's more ike textured rectangular sponges made into a really cheap floor and wall covering. (anyways it's just horrible) and then at the bottom of the stairs i find this small ass mens bathroom, that totally reeks of urine and feces, and then finding out that the smell is actually coming from a toliet that has urine and feces all over it!!! so disgusting. and then having to go in that nastiness, b/c it's the only one. there was nothing that i could do... i had to go and i didn't have any imodium...

anyways there was this other time that i needed to go too! (i have way too many of these stories!) but it was at this japanese festival over here. i had been eating all day, a meat stick (yummy!!), a couple of cheese balls on a stick (kinda like donut holes but with cheese on the inside and way crispier), these fried balls with ikka (squid) in it, fries, a drink and to top it all off, ice cream wrapped in a crepe with whipped cream, chocolate sauce, a pretzel stick and topped with a cherry!! dude, it was all good, but obviously that didn't settle well in my stomach. so after holding it in and walking about a half a mile to the end of this festival, i booked in back with a friend to the bathroom. they didn't have the western toilets, so i had to do it in a HOVERCRAFT!! quite an interesting experience. you squat down with your genitals towards the little hood and then do your business. and when you flush, you basically have a mound of crap in front of you and water come from the opposite end of the hovercraft and it takes it down to the sewer! i guess you haven't really done japan unless you've hovercrafted! alright i don't think that i have any more stories like that, but i'll keep you posted on how my stomach is doing...

but i think the worst story i have about bowel movements is not even mine, it was a friend of mine who had total ANAL LEAKAGE on a bus with school mates on their way to a concert they were performing at. and i think the worst part about it, was not the uncomfortable feeling that something slimly is going down your leg, but the fact that a couple of girls who were standing next to him where like "what the fuck is that smell!!" horrible!!!
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