Pooping in public is not easy. Perfect public pooping puts people* at ease (*English Nerd Alert: Alliteration). This text is designed to help people poop in public (but behind closed doors). This text should also serve as a support system to overcome the fear of pooping at any time and in any place that isn't your home.
First of all, human beings have a few very basic needs to survive. Humans need to eat, humans need to drink, humans need to sleep, and humans need to poop. If you, as a human being, were hungry, but you were not in your home, would you still try to eat? Yes, you would. Have you ever bought a drink while you were out, maybe at the mall, shopping for some edible underwear, and because you were so thirsty you couldn't wait until you got home to have that drink? Yes, you have. And if you were drunk, and stumbling around downtown, wishing you were home so you could pass out because you are so tired, but you're not at home, so you decide to sleep with a prostitute in an old refrigerator box, would you not fall asleep there after the sex, even though its not your home and its raining out and your feet are sticking outside the end of the "shelter" you found? Yes, my god man, yes you would. So what is the hold up about pooping outside your home? Maybe you don't know how.
This text is divided into 4 chapters: pooping at school, pooping at work, pooping downtown, and pooping at a new girlfriends.
Chapter 1: Pooping at School
As if adolescence isn't difficult already. Drama queens. Zits. Showering. No one wants to deal with them. Throw in a school hour bowel movement, and most kids have Finch-like anxiety. This chapter will not clear up your acne, or tell you that showering is necessary, but what it will do is help ease your anxiety and face your fear of pooping at school. First, find a relatively secluded faculty bathroom. Maybe you play sports or participate in a non-sporting activity such as cheerleading, but take the time after school to investigate your schools many hallways and bathrooms. After school hours is a good time to investigate for the obvious reason that many of your school's faculty leave to go drink. Heavily. (How else do they cope with you?) Tucked away nicely in your Science and Technology wing, maybe across the hall of an administrator (who is some young hot shot that was given a made up job because his mom has taught at your school for 72 years) you'll find "your" bathroom.
One toilet. One sink. Hand towels. Toilet paper. Cleanliness. Peace. And quiet. Go ahead. Poop.
Helpful Hints and Review:
1. Don't waste time with a t.p. buffer zone, this palace of a restroom is hardly used, so a quick toiletseat toweling is all you need before taking your throne.
2. If, while pinching, you hear approaching footsteps and a subsequent knock, just clear your throat deeply, its universal for, "Gonna need a minute, I'm dropping a deuce."
3. Wipe. And if its lunch time or study hall, bring something to read.
Chapter 2: Pooping at Work
Very difficult to master. If you work at a school, many of the same rules that applied for pooping at school can be applied to pooping at work. But not everyone works at a school and this textbook was designed to teach proper technique and due process for any and all situations. Jobs and careers are much more demanding on our time than school ever was. Results, results, results. A minute wasted at the office looking up porn on the internet is another dollar wasted that could have made some European guy that owns the company you work for even more wealthy than he already is. In today's working America, pooping needs to be precise. So lets get to the point. First, have a plan. You know already that Monday is your Sunday morning hangover's hangover. Mixing it up between red bull, bud ice, southern comfort, combos, bbq chicken finger pizza, irish car bombs, and street meat, your Sunday morning hangover hits you around 2pm. So into your digestive system goes more bbq chicken finger pizza and combos. Fast forward to the present, Monday morning, 10am, your cubicle trying so desparately to defend your gas. Have a plan right? You know most of your coworkers are pretty regular. You have done the research and found that you have a 13 minute time span to squeeze into the potty, and squeeze out your weekend. 10:05am to 10:18am, watch out. Remember, precision is key.
Helpful Hints and Review:
1. Make fast with a towel down and a t.p. buffer zone. Monday morning coworkers, you don't know where those cheeks have been all weekend, nor do you want to know.
2. No time to read, just concentrate.
3. Wipe!! Swampass sucks!
4. Since this is your floors only facility, and somehow everytime your office crush follows your lead; bring matches AND a deodorizer, you can't leave that stench for her. Oh yeah, courtesy flush.
Chapter 3: Pooping Downtown (at the bars)
Remember why you had to use the bathroom so bad Monday morning? What you put in to your body on Saturday night is usually a big factor. But sometimes, what goes into your body Saturday night cannot wait until Monday morning to come out, or even Sunday. Maybe you're a little nervous, or unsettled, whatever it is, but you're out with your friends, clubbing or bar-hopping, as the kids say, and you feel some thunder and lightning going on downstairs. This is an emergency because one, who wants to stop drinking for fifteen minutes while you are out on Saturday night? Two, its as sure as taxes that there is not one clean toilet at any of the establishments you will be attending. Three, if you found a suitable shitter, there are sure to be drunk, aggressive, hormonely driven meatheads that try to break down your privacy (the door) and laugh at you. How can you poop like that? Here's how. The buddy system. Grab a trustyworthy friend, one you know who can either stand up for himself because he is strong,
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