On Using a Port-a-Potty

this is funny.

i had to use a port potty on a hill once, it was scary and the door wouldn't stay closed

That s serious business. How would you like it if you were the guy that cleaned them up?

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hahahhahaha that was great.

That was good. Who would want to have sex in a port-a-potty though? They smell so bad.

Pleaseeeee that rubber glove idea is actually mad nice

it was a heroin spoon.. duh..... and those handicap shitters are awesome.. did you se those giant portable urinals fucking gnar..

In Finland, it seems that everything that is free to the public will be fucked up beyong recognition in a short time.

Though portapotties are pretty gruesome at times, finding a virgin one is cool. Now imagine a roadside rest area, with a large portable toilet hut with a separate urinal and toilet, that is planted firmly on to the ground. From the outside, it looks clean and inviting, especially if you have to take poke the turtle out in the middle of nowhere and there's still long ways to go.

Then you open the door. While the door shifts open, you feel like there was something on the inside of the handle. You look down at your hand. It is shit. Good ol' humanos feces. You are grossed out to the max by falling for such an "elaborate" prank, but you stride on in to at least get yourself cleaned up.

It's nighttime and it is pitch dark in February. There is a light socket in the roof. The bulb is smashed to bits on the floor. Still holding your brown-infested left hand ahead and away from the rest of your body, you reach out for your phone to help the screen light find your bearings in the pit of doom. The first thing you see is the urinal - it is full of shit and piss, clogged with toilet paper. A large truck drives by and the vibrations cause the hazardous poop juice to skew and spill on the floor a bit. Then you look on the floor. Ohhhhh shit.

Ever seen Trainspotting? The worst toilet in Scotland? The site before your eyes was infinitely worse than what was depicted in the film. For some reason, a sensory reaction of the putrid smell didn't hit your nose hairs until now. It reeks. It absolutely reeks and you can feel the pukey stomach acid climbing up and gurgling your throat, but you push it back. You think of your hand. You think of your need to shit, and now dismiss it completely. Paper. Water. Need.

You turn the light around and see the shimmer from the now-tagged soap dispenser. "PJ FO LYFE". Sure. It is now that you see a glimpse of the wall where the dispenser is attached to. It is smeared full of shit. All over. To you, it seems like some haphazard cave painting, as if someone who smears shit on walls actually tried to do something coherent with the idea. The puke is climbing and with every new discovery it seems the smell is getting worse.

Finally! The sink for washing your han... iiit's full of shit. Ok. This is getting out of hand. How can something like this happen in such a civilized and advanced country? What makes a person, who by all means is capable of love, empathy and joy, do something like this to his fellow man? Are these people normal in every other way and just happen to vent their seemingly twisted ideas into a roadside toilet in the middle of Buttfuck Hoo-Haa? Do they just go along with their day after smearing a shit circle on the wall and defecating in a wall urinal filled with gaudy remnants of urine?

Then I saw the toilet, as the stall door was slightly ajar. Words cannot describe the state it was in, but I'll say this: the pile of shit and paper rising from the bowl was higher that the back of the toilet. I turned away and walked back to my car. I asked my girlfriend to give me paper and to keep using the rinse mechanic for the windshield until I felt cleansed enough to not feel like Mr. Feceshand.

I'm never going to even think about entering one of those literal shitholes again.

if i lived in finland i would smear shit everywhere too...

Why would you go in a porta potty when you can just pee in the woods?

I once shat in a porta potty urinal. It was strangely satisfying.

I once shat in a porta potty urinal. It was strangely satisfying.

the smell alone is the worst part

You are the worst type of person.

Enjoy your debt, biatch.

i've always wanted to take a dump in a portapotty urinal. or a regular urinal for that matter.

enjoy your... uh... fish sticks, beeyotch!

I'll give you a potato.

But no, really, we're all fucked.

After seeing them all get tipped in the Vancouver riot. I get so fucking scared in them.

mostly just this.

Didn't think it was that good. Hoped for better.


Some porta potties are straight fucked. At bisco there was one on a hill so the door always hun open. The open door made people more likely to go piss in that one. It filled up to the top. I went in and saw it and noticed it was a bad idea. Went in the one next to it to piss. Somebody pissed in the other while i was there though. it overflowed on his feet. mmmmmmm, stupid people

LOL once I was at this out door concert and saw these 20ish year old guys watch their bud go into the porta potty and then tip it.

Sorry Port a Potty guy outside of Portland, Maine. It was real dark and I had explosive shits from about a pound of jalapeno cream cheese. Worst thing that can happen when your hitting urban.

At high school one of the biggest assholes of my year once got locked up in one at a party.