There’s no place like home
My son and I call it the HTA...Home Toilet Advantage. Nothing like the relief of the HTA after a long trip!
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There’s no place like home
I don't think a beach towel would have done much good at that point.So...
Did you have single ply?
After age 40, never EVER EVER, trust a fart.I had to do that at work one day.. was nothing but a fart till it wasn’t a fart
Stalking deer late one afternoon in the Upstate of SC, my FIL asked me if I had any TP on me. "No" I replied as he squatted over a creek to relieve himself. He then starts looking around and spies a piece of fabric over a tree root in the bank and asks me to get it for him. LOL! WTF? I guess it's better than leaves but man. Never went stalking again without some MRE TP in my pocket.I do have a friend who says you can't call yourself a try outdoorsman if you have never cut your t shirt tail off to clean up with!
You ain't a real man till you wipe with poison oak.......LOLI do have a friend who says you can't call yourself a true outdoorsman if you have never cut your t shirt tail off to clean up with!
Yep, I always have TPStalking deer late one afternoon in the Upstate of SC, my FIL asked me if I had any TP on me. "No" I replied as he squatted over a creek to relieve himself. He then starts looking around and spies a piece of fabric over a tree root in the bank and asks me to get it for him. LOL! WTF? I guess it's better than leaves but man. Never went stalking again without some MRE TP in my pocket.
I did the SAME DANG THING. I will never, REPEAT NEVER take a laxative ever again. It was supposed to be one of those “slow” active ones. Nope that sh*t hit harder than a Metallica concert live at Moscow I kid you not. Walked out of there without my socks and underwear No toilet paper lol. Went back to the place where I got it from and some rat ba*terd thought it would be funny to switch up the laxatives. That dirty motherf**kerAbout 2pm at work my stomach started feeling weird, 3pm I’am squirting brown Mississippi mud water out both ends. After awhile my digestive system decided to take a break, I thought I better go home before traffic got bad. Well my digestive system was playing tricks on me, driving down 400 south it hit, I had a choice, Poop my pants or if I could find a port a potty in all the road construction going on fast. I found one! Did a dukes of hazard 180 in 50mph traffic, and pulled right up in amongst the Mexicans working pouring concrete. They all looked at me like I was crazy, I jumped out and into the port a potty with .025 seconds to spare. 15 minutes later I came out and gave the Mexicans the thumps up and went home. I am so thankful they are taking their sweet time fixing 285/400!