I remember being about 5 years old at the pool. It was a nice, sunny summer day and I was swimming with some friends. Well, wouldn't you know, suddenly I got that "Gee, I've gotta poo" feeling.

So I told my friends that I had to go to the bathroom. BIG mistake. Kids this age just think the bathroom is the funniest thing. So we all went to the bathroom. I didn't really want them to come along, but they did. The floor in the bathroom was all wet from people's swimsuits and showering.

There are two old stalls, the kind that have been painted time and time again, but just need to be replaced. Only one has a door. Of course the one with the door is occupied by some kid. My friends are peeing, and I am just standing there, my stomach cramping up with pain, waiting for the stall, still dripping pool water.

Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. My friends ask what I am doing as I go to the doorless stall and fumble with my swimtrunks, pull them down, and sit down on the toilet in front of all of them.

I had no shirt on and my little swimtrunks are just dangling around my ankles as I struggle with some monstrous logs of poop. Of course they are all doubled over laughing as I go poo and pee. Being about five years old, this is just a hilarious thing and they all had a great time making fun of me as they watched me take a dump. I am scarred for life.
-- Ed