Never leave a toilet in your driveway. At the very least, it is apt to be used by some homeless person passing by!

The best way to get rid of stuff is to leave it in your driveway. A few years back I redid my bathroom, and put the old stuff-- crapper, sink/vanity, medicine cabinet and even the wall fixture/lights at the bottom of the driveway at night. It was all gone by daybreak. Some guy just took the whole thing and probably has a swell new bathroom courtesy of my recycled wares.

Good report, Daphne!

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PooperGal
"Searching for the Origin of the Feces"

Another way to get rid of things that people will not buy under any other circumstances is to put them out on the lawn and stick a sign in front of them that says, "Yard Sale!"

Not sure if that would work with plumbing, but who knows? It just might.

Stick a toilet in front of a fraternity house, however, and the brothers will actually use it.

Nice report, Daphne. While not a dedicated deadhead myself, I've enjoyed hanging and listening to a few tunes. And my rare indulgence of my favorite Ben & Jerry's ice cream is Cherry Garcia.

You just know that it was a dedicated deadhead who copped that salmon beauty. It's probably on it's way to serve as an enshrined alter to hold the offering of the watermelon roast at midnight.

I hope it goes to a real Deadhead who will cherish it, although it was a sucky thing to take something that would have taken in money for charity. I'd be ripshit if it ends up on E-bay.

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PooperGal
"Searching for the Origin of the Feces"

And thank you Poopergal for allowing me to write this one, as Dave said you'd already found it. I owe you one!

Another thing to do as a practical joke to people who bug you or cause you trouble is to drag things on their property to the front of their yard around 2 or 3 in the morning on a Friday and put a "FREE" sign on them. The early morning garage sale crazies take the stuff.

I would never do this to someone's kid's toys, but to a collection of Satanic lawn gnomes or pink flamingos this might be the cleansing your outside ambiance desires.

That's so bad.

Long live Jerry.

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.....hugging bunnies since 1969

sorry to start a post this way, but

this one time on dead tour,
i ate some bad falafel and had to run to the wall of porta potties. i figured the best time would be after the dead started playing, cuz even though they were sucking really bad, the deadheads thought it was great and were all at the show. i started opening doors until i finally found a toilet that wasnt so full of turds that there was a mountain of them coming out of the hole. i realized too late that there was no butt paper in that one, and i had to pull up my pants and waddle over to a poo filled stall to wipe. it sucked almost worse than the show.

I can imagine some hopped up stoner sitting on that toilet saying," My butt is touching the place that Jerry's butt touched. far out..."

How does a blind man know when he's done wipeing his ass ?

His dog tells him, zinger.

*reminisces about grade school* Mmmmmn...Zingers!

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"You polished up my low-flow, and I dirtied up your bowl!"

The porto-potty "city" of any good Dead show parkinglot was a place where you could find some weird shit.

One time after a rather harsh trip (accidentally ate 8 instead of 2 tabs, did not know what "quad meant") me and a buddy, my trip buddy went to the johns to relieve ourselves of some good old fashioned beer pee, and out of one of the johns comes this guy with a mirror and some coke. He held it up to us and said, "Up for it?" and we kind of backed away quietly. The aura around this dude was just plain bad. Drugs or no drugs, I was so uncomfortable with him near us.

You never knew what was going to come out of the john next to you at a Dead show. Heck, maybe a falafel poop lay in the next one.......

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.....hugging bunnies since 1969

I imagine an illegal immigrant took it. They have no idea whose toilet it is, what the Grateful dead is, or why anone would think a toilet is "special".
You'll never see nor hear from this toilet again. The don't put serial numbers on them and it wasn't rhinestone encrusted so Salmon-colored is all one can say.
Does anyone know the make and model number of the commode in questio or where I can find this information?
I may be searching for this toilet as my holy grail.
If you know how to identify the commode or have a pic email me at: turdzband at yahoo.com

Dahp--there are obviously a lot of stories connected with relieving oneself at a Grateful Dead concert. This looks like something you ought to start a forum thread about. Call it "Dumping with the Dead," or something like that.

And GF, I saw your forum question about registering separately for the front page. Glad to see you have registered here, as well.

A technical question for Dave: Is there any way to see an alphabetical list of registered users?

A technical question for Dave: Is there any way to see an alphabetical list of registered users?

No there isn't, alas. It's really weird how that user list is organized, isn't it? Wish I could do something about it.

Good news: I did something about it! Registered users now have a link to "member list," which allows you to sort alphabetically, etc.

With Dave, all things shall be possible. However, I can't find the link.

The link is in your personal options -- just above the "Poop Comics" graphic on the left. Or go here: poopreport.com/members.

The toilet in question was not "stolen" from Koltys's house! He has NO home. The loser is living on his ex-girlfriend's livingroom floor. So the toilet was "stolen" from his ex's house, set way back from any main city street. On a private unmarked road. Maybe if the idiot had not gone on the 6:00 news to publicly announce this bullshit(pardon the pun) fundraising, tax right-off, scheme, his prize winning crapper would not off "dissappeared." Announcing it's location in Sonoma, a very small town, with clips of him walking out a VERY recognizable front door and shots of the home(again not his own)was not the brightest idea. 90% of the locals know EXACTLY the house that was shown (again,not his own..)and it's owner, his ex! maybe he should focus on finding a place to live before finding his prize crapper.