Originally Posted by
MoAlpha
On the 2015 Marion-Bermuda race, we had terrible weather. The boat flew off a wave and crashed with the owner on the toilet and it broke off at the deck. We had a nice 5 gal. bucket, but I didn’t poop for five days.
Oof. That had to have been rough.
Out of high school, I used to go camping/canoeing for a week each summer with a group of friends. ****ting in a hole in the ground is never fun, but you do what you've gotta do... unless you're my friend John. One year, he went the whole camping trip without taking a dump. Getting to a real bathroom after the trip is always a highlight, but it held special importance for John that year. As the rest of us were enjoying our first hot shower in a week, John was taking care of business. When he was done, he was so impressed that he had to call us all in to see his creation - I swear that thing was the size of a grade-school child's arm.
