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Originally Posted by Oil Stain
I work at the Scotford refinery in fort Sask. There are always big projects going on and a million contractors milling about creating incidents.
About a week ago a security officer noticed a suspicious package in the parking lot. They called in the RCMP who opened said package to find it filled with poop.
Sometimes you just gotta go I guess. ;p
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I seem to recall that playing with your crap is strongly liked to sexual abuse victims. I remember every boy in my elementary school had to march through a 'finger painted' bathroom stall. I feel bad for whoever did it as they had that embarassment on top of whatever of their own issues they had going on. I also felt sorry for me having to see/smell it.
When my grandparents moved into their brand new house in Charlsewood they had a nice
on the fireplace mantle from one of the workers.