I do not understand your worldview, not at all.

Was it a shit-time bomb, or a shit time-bomb? The terms can't be used interchangeably, you know.

From now on, all emergency stops in a neighbors yard to hastily blast King Burrito waste shall be deemed an "Iron Maiden".

Dude, I pulled a wicked Iron Maiden last night.

That was YOU?

Yeah, man. Sorry about that.

How about this, friend. Go back to the house, clean up your foul PBR-rhea, grab your shit-shirt and wear it home.

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lol love it!

Well, let me just quote the late, great, Colonel Sanders. He said, "I'm too drunk to taste this chicken."

not surprising that an inconsiderate bowel-mover is an Iron Maiden fan.

shitty music = shitty behavior = shitty human.

you should leave that $20 and an apologetic note regardless of whether your shi(r)t is hanging from the tree in the next couple of days.

Anon, I never knew a FUBAR could poop.

haha, good catch Todd...

How is it that I have NEVER found myself in the position of having to take a dump in someone's yard or any other public place? I've somehow managed to always take care of any business in a designated location for 46 years now (well, since potty-training, anyway).

What is it with these people who, for some reason, can't control their bowels long enough to get from point A to point B? They always present the scenario as being completely beyond their control, as if THEY are the victim ("That's you're problem"...nice.)

Is it diet? Too much greasy fast-food and/or coffee? Cannabis induced laxative effect? Or is it just that they feel like they need to drop a load and feel entitled to do it whenever and wherever they happen to be when the urge strikes, lest they have to exercise the control the rest of us do for a little while?

That's messed up.

You Sir, have won the internet for the day. A grateful nation salutes you.

human in training for alternasnob COTW!

@ billyjak:

yeah, you're right -- i got a little out of hand there.....i've calmed down now -- i realize that there are plenty of inconsiderate poopers that like emo & jazz, too.

(also, my best buddy digs Iron Maiden and i'm pretty sure he exclusively uses toilets -- so i guess my blanket statement doesn't completely hold true.)

(they do suck, though)