Hahaha. Dont feel bad I took a squirt in the ladies restroom at Outback the other night. Shielas, Blokes, WTF?

TBW -- your title! what a delicious pun! Tragic Commode/Tragic Comedy... genius.

also, I'm sorry your pooping friend died.

Tydirium---FYI, Dave makes up the titles.

TBW, dude your trying too hard to make something out of nothing. You were shitting in the ladie's room, big deal. She isn't your shitting angel, she is a rotten corpse in the ground.

and I am sure she was laughing at your tiny dick and balls, they are probably no bigger now.

Boy saying this felt good!!!!

Not always, though. I came up with the titles for my submissions. But now that I know he can do that for me...it will sure save me some work.

That's pretty sad that she died. :-(

I thought I would share a brief tale from YESTERDAY, to make everyone smile (hopefully) on this overcast Thursday morning.

I had 8 stitches removed from my left butt-cheek yesterday morning, two weeks from the day I had a small but annoying "growth" cut out a mere inch from my porthole. This growth was not particularly large, but it was rather painful, and would occasionally bleed. I waited a full year before doing anything about it because I was embarrassed to go to a dermatologist and have to bend over to expose my aging, pasty tush to a stranger ... even if it was a doctor! But I went, and had the growth removed. It wasn't the worst experience in the world, though pooping with stitches so close to my a-hole was a trip.

Anyhow, I was in the ladies room at work yesterday and wanted to see what the incision looked like, sans stitches. I dropped my undies and my pants. The scar was precariously located, and I couldn't quite make it out, so I hoisted my leg up on the sink and leaned forward to get a better look, aiming my ass at the mirror. AT THAT VERY MOMENT, the ladies room door opened wide and two of my colleagues came trotting in ... catching a full view of my bare bush and my pasty ass bent outwards. One of them screamed, as did I! I quickly pulled up my pants and sputtered out some lame explanation before jettisoning the bathroom post-haste. I hid until after 5pm. No matter, though.

I am the boss of 33 at work. Within 2 minutes, every single person in the office had heard the story! Each time the receptionist calls me to announce a phone call, she is laughing hysterically.

As you can imagine, I'm NOT getting a lot respect around here today.

Doniker, you are a rude ass! Grow that hell up!

yo! mrs. shameless shitter!!why do you post your stories where the comments go? why dont you and tiana both tickle doniker? he seems all riled up. the jar of powdered milk his old lady give him for lunch isnt doing it for him anymore. he needs powdered pussy. you two dames are both old hags..... break that fat shit off some of your dainty powder!

crappercritic, who made you the comments police? Pipe down you cockass.

Mrs Shameless Shitter, do as crappercritic says and throw down some powdered pussy.

To crappercritic: SO SORRY I breached etiquette by posting my tale of woe in the WRONG SPACE. Can you forgive me? I was already feeling bad enough about myself as it is, and now you've made me feel even shittier.

To doniker: why, thank you for asking! Let me see if I can pull the security tape out of the bathroom camera and send you a few shots of the old bush and buttocks to gape at. Be warned, though ... my 47-year old beaver ain't what it used to be.

Hey Mrs. SS, that's ok I will be 40 next month and have had beaver your age.

Young women may look good, but older women have EXPERIENCE and know how to do the wild thing alot better.

I liked this story mainly cause I think a toilet all raised like that would be cool. Thats too bad about the secretary, just proves you gotta take life one day at a time.

ten bucks says his dad hid out under that platform jackin like a mad rabbit, and finding his son there ruined it for him. just a thought.

Shit, TBW was probably jacking in under there.

why would the toilet be raised like that? i know. a friend of mine wants to put a toilet in his basement, but apparently the basement floor is lower than the basement pipes. Poop, as we know, flows downward... so in order to have a toilet that removes shit instead of retaining it, toilets have to be higher than the pipes. Hence, probably, the platform.

Don't worry about apologizing. I bet you gave her one of the best laughs of her life before she died. You are a good person.

I can't believe no one has mentioned the the stairway to the throne, and the stairway to heaven analogy. When I buy a house, I'm going to prop the toilet five feet off the ground just so I can have that "throne" feeling. I better have a high ceiling.

My God, it was predestined: given all his early childhood experiences, Big Wiper HAD to become a Poopreporter--it was in the cards from the beginning.

Ive never seen a toilet quite like that. My hunch is the most interesting bathrooms are probably found in older buildings--especially from times when they were transitioning from outdoor to indoor plumbing, toilets themselves were not yet standardized, and no one had come up with pre-designed bathrooms.

I have not checked them out yet, but there's a century old building in downtown San Francisco, the Flood Building. The bathrooms are supposed to be ancient and magnificent. Will investigate.

This was indeed a very old building, Poopers. My guess is that it dates back to the 1800's somewhere and has been renovated a couple of times. The platform on which the ladies' toilet stood was solid with no opening underneath. I am sure the design had to do with the physics of the plumbing, as Ty has suggested. Regardless of the reasons, that little room was a trip.

(sniff) how touching she watches your defacationsNOT Your pooping angel?! Honesty dont you find that a bit dergrading? (and disturbing for that matter)

Nope. Not for a shameless guy like me.

Great storie! This is very funny-YOur pooping angel!! HAHA! I loved it, great job!!

well big wiper i'd hate to burst ur bubble but cmon idf shes an angel and shes in the pure presence of god im sure she'd be doing alot better things than watching you take a dump. but if thats her thang mabye she is (i still find it very disturbing though.. but maybe thats just my problem)

Just my way of remembering her fondly, that's all. The whole sequence--from her walking in on me in the bathroom to her untimely death shortly thereafter--made an indelible impression on me as a thirteen year-old. I debated whether or not to share this particular story with the site because of the emotional difficulty I had with it at the time. Decades later as a poop reporter, it was a lot easier for me to put a happier slant on what was truly a tragedy for me at the time. (For a while, I even believed I was being punished for being in the wrong bathroom. Go figure.)

Thanks for your comments.

You're not alone, TBW. When I was thirteen I always worried that my recently deceased grandmother was watching me go to the bathroom and/or jacking off.

ok tsv eww and tbw i guess i can see it from your point of view the flow of clairoviancy over the deceased cuases dramatic changes in emotions so i can understand i guess. when my favorite babysitter died i cried nonstop for a week and put a pictures of her all over my room and lit candles(it looked very creepy) so i guess we all have to let it go sometime one way or another. P.S. just incase anybody was wondering yes i do study phsycic phenomenon and understanding

Sometiimes toilets have to be elevated to provide drainage to a main line that is higher in elevation than the floor.