Holey shit!

That was my exact reaction (Well, actually, I thought "Holy crap!!").

We shall name the baby Crappy Rail!

OH MY GOD! I'll bet there was a bright star twinkling above Uttar Pradesh on that blessed morning. Now, mothers and fathers all over India had better protect their first-born from some cursed cult warlord's decree to slaughter the innocents. Just remember, the words of the prophets are written on the shithouse walls.

comment I busted a gut laughing at this!

Good, gravy. This hidden gem from LogJam is going to give me nightmares.

how could a woman not know that she gave birth?

I don't know. My question, AC, is: How could you read this story and conclude that the woman did not know that she gave birth?

History repeats itself? From the AP, February 28, 2008: "A newborn baby girl fell through the toilet in a moving train and onto the tracks moments after her mother prematurely gave birth, surviving nearly two hours before being found, relatives said Thursday."

This story looks like it'll have a sadder ending, though. "Kumar said that after finding Bhuri, relatives pulled the train's emergency brake and told railway officials what had happened. A search was quickly organized, and guards at one of the stations the train had passed soon found the baby.

"'She was on the rail track for almost 1½ to two hours,' said Dr. Gautam Jain, a pediatrician at Rajasthan Hospital in Ahmadabad, in the western state of Gujarat, where the baby and mother were taken.

"The child, who has not yet been named, was eight to 10 weeks premature and weighed only 3.22 pounds, Jain said. She had a low heart rate and body temperature.

"'We do not expect such children to survive,' Jain said."

At the risk of sounding insensitive: 3.22 POUNDS, AND THE TOILET HANDLED IT!!! We need some of those toilets here in America.

Except there's one thing about Indian trains: the toilets are just holes. A hole in the floor can handle your 3.22 pounder with ease.

Well I live on the second floor. Where can I get one?

Boy, being a hobo in India must suck.

These stories give me nightmares. Lil shitwit #1 almost went head first into a big composting trough type shitter when he was about 1 1/2 years old. He wanted to look inside the potty since it looked so different from the one at home. I grabbed his shoulders just as his little feet came off the floor. That image still horrifies me. I can only imagine what the parents of these railway babies must have gone thru.

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Rock-n-roll! Poopy-poo!

My impression from the story was, she just went into the private area to deliver. All the train lurching must have just thrown them around like cue balls and Baby went out one hole and into another.