I was really looking forward to telling everyone about the awesome anniversary weekend Nichole and I spent together, checking out Ray LaMontagne, hitting the beach with Kerrigan and just enjoying some chill time, but this little gem hit the newswire, and I just couldn't walk away...
Man accused of climbing into pit toilet – again
I'm being completely serious, that is the headline! Wow! Not only has he been caught climbing out of an outhouse toilet once, he's gotten himself caught again. First time around he claims to have lost his wedding ring into it, so he climbed inside to see if he could take a closer look for it. After authorities hosed him off, they sifted through the outhouse shit and came up with nothing. He later admitted that he never lost a ring in there. No shit (no pun intended) buddy, like anyone would marry a shit diver! Second time around he claims to have dropped his shirt into the mound of poop. Really? You doing some sort of stripper dance for the onlooking black flies and mosquitoes? He later admitted that this was a lie too. This dude has, what may be, the strangest fetish I have ever heard of. It also turns out that he has done it more than twice, with the actual amount of trips into poopland still unknown. Sounds like you may want to take a quick peek down into the toilet hole of the outhouse before you sit down from now on, there may be a dude in there peeking back up, I'm just saying...
About Me
- Mark
- I've always wondered if people actually read this stuff. I never do when I'm on other pages. Well, in case, for some strange reason, you find it necessary, I'll give you a little knowledge. I was born in The County. For those of you who don't konw better, that would be Aroostook County. For those of you who do, your jokes won't work on me, they are lame. I'm the son of an investment banker that squandered his every penny on tuna fish sandwiches in the late 80's, and my mother was the lead singer for the Bangles. Neither of those is true, but again, I'm convinced nobody is reading this anyways. I met my wife at a carnival, and we were married by the bearded lady in front of the entire clown brigade. I have a daughter who is training for the 2012 Olympics where she will compete in the Triple Jump and Javelin. We live in a nice little shanty in the woods and are hoping to one day have running water. Any questions?
