The summer of '98, I was camping at Ohiopyle State Park in southern Pennsylvania. Our usual antics
brought us to swimming in a creek after a day of biking, hot. John Rhoades decides he is going to pee in
the water, but instead of submerged like so many other children in swimming pools, John stands up and we
see the piss running down his leg. This comic moment could not be lost, only topped.
So we followed the creek to the Youghaghany River, known world-wide for its white water rapids. I
decide that I am going to poop in this river. I jump in the water and find a little area of low current
and drop my shorts. Just then, the current picks up and I am taken away, straight toward a 5-8 foot
waterfall drop! The potential mooning-corpse possibility is enough to get my wits and I manage to hold a
rock.
Still in the whitewater, I really gotta pinch one now, so I let it out, only to realize that a man in
a kayak is paddling right behind me, no more than 10 feet from my newly bobbing turd. Since then, both
myself and John have graduated from college.
-- and Mark
