Never released the chocolate soldiers at school ever. Not once. So going into the workplace I had to overcome quite a few blockages. Took a while but, if memory serves, I was 25 when I did my first work poo experience. Never looked back after that.

Unless I had had a night on the guinness.

Big chest and massive boobs

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Morg,
Did you work at my old place.?

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Palace 13th 2017/18.

Not clicking on that but even the thumbnail looks s***tier than David Furnish's after an evening's marital shenanigans

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''careful Penny - we don't know what we're dealing with here''

Chap at work blocked the toilet with his massive turd. He panicked and phoned me from the loo thinking i'd be the most discreet person in the office (dunno HOW he got that idea). I had an email circulating the whole office before he'd even got off the phone.

I told him to log a call with facilities and for the briefest period of time I thought I was hilarious.

Hehe nice.

Now over to Flushing Meadows where Splats Wilander has cubicled himself in with an untimely outbreak of Vitas Gerus***is in his round of thirty poo clash with Andrea Gassy

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''careful Penny - we don't know what we're dealing with here''

Whilst working as a van driver, rocked up at Beare green petrol station, absolutely chomping at the bit, had to walk like a crab to get to a single unisex/disabled bog which was occupied. A woman was waiting outside, when the current occupant exited I literally picked up this woman and moved her out the way and went in to drop my load, I totally annihilated it and left the intense humming of evil behind, a few minutes later I was still on the forecourt when she came out - if looks could kill I would be dead- was look of horror,disgust and murderous intent.