Been to Leeds Festival four times. Wednesday to Monday.
Haven't shit there once.
hahahhaha nice.
Every festival i go to with mates ends up having our poos synchronized. Always every morning at 6am or something like that.
I did do one supremely epic shit at Reading in 2003, though. They had those trailers that had porcelain shitters. I remember holding in the poop since wednesday morning. Saturday came and i was in the arena, in pain, water broke and everything.
Found my way to the shitter, sat my ass down and started forcing out the poobaby. Fucking intense 20 minutes. I felt constipated, but it was just the majestic length and girth of the rod clawing it's way out of my ass. Every push made me light-headed, i think i may have passed out twice. I remember having to get naked because i was sweating so much pushing this fucking seabeast out my ass. Using my arms and legs to brace up against the stall walls in order for my ring-piece to gain purchase upon this magnificent forearm of a shit. I remember looking between my legs and seeing that it was already in the water before it even left my ass.
When it finally ejected from my seat, i sat back, satisfactorily exhausted from the ordeal. I had a semi on because of all the pushing. Thing was like 15 inches long and 7 inches around. The poop, not the semi.
The best bit was walking past the girl who had to use the toilet after me because LOL was i going to flush that down without someone else experiencing the Disney-esque magic of it