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Originally Posted by enthused
If it is coming from my own body, I don't really care.
If it is coming from someone else's body... poop is way worse. The summer after high school I worked at a summer camp, and one session I got placed with a boys group... which was a bit difficult because not all 10 year old boys really take to girl counselors. One of the boys in my group had a problem (which his parents failed to tell us about) where he would shat his pants literally ALL the time. So randomly throughout the day we'd catch waff's of his poo, and I would have to clean out his pants and then he'd have to go shower. It was terrible.
Anyways, the poopy kid really didn't like me (maybe because I didn't like him) and one night when we were on an overnight hike he took a dump in the doorway of the tent because he knew I would step in it. Which I did. With bare feet.
I sat in the river for so long scrubbing my feet with rocks and water, but I swear I couldn't get the smell off of me. So yeah.... I hate other people's poop.
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Dude, that sounds EXACTLY like my french camp in 1995. Same scenario and story. Was your councellor name Maverick????