Terror from trap 2 - Da da daaaaaaaa!
Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 12:40 pmNot had a trap 2 incident for ages now but today I've had a terror experience from trap 2. Here's what happened...
I'm sat at my desk reading all the emails and catching up a bit, I'm drinking a nice pot of Rington's when I can feel bowel movement. I decide to bake it for a while so what follows is half an hour of cheek nipping pleasure as I force 'Tommy the Turd' back up me chute. Anyway, I started to get a bit uncomfy so I proceeded sharply to the lavs. I found trap 2 vacant. Trap 2 is my favourite trap, Trap 1 is where the phantom w@nker goes every afternoon for a 5 knuckle shuffle (we're yet to find out who it is though) and Trap 3 has split toilet seat so potential for trapping ya sack there. Anyhow, I gets in Trap 2, shuts the door and rolls the lock over, drops pants, sits down and releases 'Tommy' into the depths of the toilet bowl...
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"
[kerrr-plunk]
"ohhhh, get out and swim fella!"
10 mins later (after texting me mate a few times) I wipe up, flush and roll the lock back.... errrrrrrr, 'scuse me!! Helloooo!!
THE FECKING LOCK MADE A SICKENING CLUNK AND THAT WAS IT!! I was locked in trap 2!!
Now I weighed up my options...
1. Climb over the cubicle - can't do it, too small gap.
2. Wait for someone to enter toilet - could be ages.
3. Ring my boss and ask him to be discreat but to come into the toilet cos I'm stuck in the Trap.
I plunged for option 3.
2 mins later in came my boss, closly followed by 4 other members of my office... 2 of them lasses!!
I WANNA DIE!!!
half an hour later our maintenance lad has arrived and he's passed me a screwdriver over the top so I could unscrew the lock and get out. I was the sweatiest, reddist person on planet earth. There was a huge cheer upon my re-entering of the office - bstds.
I'm sat at my desk reading all the emails and catching up a bit, I'm drinking a nice pot of Rington's when I can feel bowel movement. I decide to bake it for a while so what follows is half an hour of cheek nipping pleasure as I force 'Tommy the Turd' back up me chute. Anyway, I started to get a bit uncomfy so I proceeded sharply to the lavs. I found trap 2 vacant. Trap 2 is my favourite trap, Trap 1 is where the phantom w@nker goes every afternoon for a 5 knuckle shuffle (we're yet to find out who it is though) and Trap 3 has split toilet seat so potential for trapping ya sack there. Anyhow, I gets in Trap 2, shuts the door and rolls the lock over, drops pants, sits down and releases 'Tommy' into the depths of the toilet bowl...
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"
[kerrr-plunk]
"ohhhh, get out and swim fella!"
10 mins later (after texting me mate a few times) I wipe up, flush and roll the lock back.... errrrrrrr, 'scuse me!! Helloooo!!
THE FECKING LOCK MADE A SICKENING CLUNK AND THAT WAS IT!! I was locked in trap 2!!
Now I weighed up my options...
1. Climb over the cubicle - can't do it, too small gap.
2. Wait for someone to enter toilet - could be ages.
3. Ring my boss and ask him to be discreat but to come into the toilet cos I'm stuck in the Trap.
I plunged for option 3.
2 mins later in came my boss, closly followed by 4 other members of my office... 2 of them lasses!!
I WANNA DIE!!!
half an hour later our maintenance lad has arrived and he's passed me a screwdriver over the top so I could unscrew the lock and get out. I was the sweatiest, reddist person on planet earth. There was a huge cheer upon my re-entering of the office - bstds.
