Kharhaz wrote:made in UK wrote:Taking an emergency dump (the ones that come without warning) after blasting out the excriment you realise there is no bog roll. Its in the next room (for some womanly reason) so you have to stand up and shuffle to the next room with your jeans round your ankles while your a.rse is still dirty and getting worse from the smudge of shuffling.![]()
Not only that, this really does my head in. I have a bad fear of spiders and I had to rush to the bog a few days back. After losing some weight I look up and there it is, an octopus in the corner of the ceiling. I nearly had a heart attack. So I wiped (quickly) while ducking and keeping an eye on the bugger to make sure it didnt jump onto my head then legged it !
I hate spiders, they ruin my whole day.
Feckin big girl
