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Camp Chalupa

Posted 12.13.2005 by KeepOnCrappin (550)
A few years ago I was working over the summer at a Boy Scout Camp. Though all camps are notorious for having terrible food, I had never worked at one where the food made me not quite the happiest stockbroker on Wall Street.

The cheese wasn't even melted on what shall be know henceforth as The Chalupa From Hell -- that should have been a warning sign. The cramps came on, followed by the nausea. My vision was fading. I stumbled slowly towards the staff latrine. I opened the door almost ready in my pained stagger for the onslaught of sight and smell that didn't hit me.

Wait, wait. Double take. Rewind.

"Didn't hit me." Yes, you read right, folks. I had walked into a latrine that had just had the entire contents of its two-thousand-gallon crap tank removed by some reputable septic service (a.k.a. the county). But I didn't have time to marvel at the novelty. I hastily fumbled for my scout shorts made of sheets of commercial-grade sandpaper. I yanked for about two seconds, roughing up my legs and realizing two things:

  1. I was wearing my required (damned incompetent people -- more on this later) scout belt, and it had jammed closed (it was one of those buckles with the bar that you move to hold it in place).
  2. Though this latrine was clean, the latch on the plywood door was broken.

Well, I couldn't worry about #2 right now (no pun intended); I quickly pulled out my trusty Leatherman, cut the belt in half, ripped down my pants, sat down -- and realized the door was swinging open.

Now, this latrine was in the line of sight of the dining hall -- and everyone was just coming out of dinner, four hours after that ill-fated lunch of bad chalupas. Now I am by no means a Shameful Shitter -- I'll take a dump wherever, whenever -- but I couldn't have seven hundred scouts looking at me, their favorite camp counselor, taking a dump of epic proportions.

(One kid wrote this on his evaluation form:

What did you like about camp: Nothing. It was terrible.

Comments: {KeepOnCrappin} is the best counselor ever and should be paid $1,000,000.)

The door on this latrine was probably only two feet away. But to me sitting on the pot, about to unleash the hounds from their excruciatingly painful pen, it was a mile. No, two miles. But I had to do what had to be done. I stretched and stretched just as my loaf (or rather, what I thought would be a loaf) began its expulsion.

I couldn't reach the door.

So what did I do? I stood up and shut it.

The latch clicking into place must have tripped the detonation sequence. It came out, me two feet away from the crapping hole.

If you have ever watched Saving Private Ryan, you remember the noise and explosions during the invasion of Normandy scene. Now take all that noise -- and the feeling of the 50,000 shells exploding -- and concentrate it in one place: my asshole.

For lack of a better phrase: it explodicated.

The pain of those artillery shells exploding drove me to the wall. I clung to the toilet paper holder for dear life. Then my eardrums blew up as all that noise came and went. I know it was loud because the lake, which is three miles wide and has mountains around it, reflected the sound for three minutes. The shells must have been incendiary, because my ass was literally on fire. I literally could have lit a fire with my ass, it was so hot. (Which, as it turns out, I did -- literally and figuratively.)

I couldn't stand to look at the destruction I knew I had applied to the poor latrine. I wiped, using the entire roll of toilet paper. It was not enough. (Damned incompetent TP refillers, only putting in one roll…)

Remember how I said that my scout shorts were made of sandpaper? This is how I learned this fact: I put the shorts back on inside out to save embarrassment -- though my Jockeys were not saved -- and went to my tent.

After all that, you'd think I'd get a break. But no, I was destined for more misfortune. While destroying the evidence, one of my tent buddies walked in, inquiring first as to what the brown substance on my pants was, and then what the terrible stench was (I was having SBD's by then). I told him it was mud. Unfortunately my friend just had to be the scientist of the camp -- he wanted to know where this mud could be found, since we had been in a drought for two weeks. I finally just loosed a particularly nasty fart and he left.

Finally. My ordeal would be over.

But no, there was still more fun to befall me.

The next day as I was getting ready for breakfast, the camp heard a very loud scream: "OH MY GOD!! A CRAP BOMB WENT OFF IN THE STAFF LATRINE!!!"

Then the camp director came running out. I first snickered to myself, but then I grew stonefaced as I realized that it was my work that had obliterated the newly-cleaned latrine.

Being curious as I am, I went to see my destruction. I opened the door and was cut down by the smell of crap stewing for a day in hundred-degree heat. I got up and held my breath, and then went in to see.

Holy shit. (Pardon the pun.)

There was crap everywhere. It was on the walls, the seat, the toilet paper holder, the floor, and anywhere else one could possibly see, including the roof. The seat lid would not close due to the amount of crap on the seat.

I left.

Because no one would own up to who did it, we were each docked five dollars from our pay to cover the costs of the cleaning. I was not in the camp during the interrogation because I was at the camp across the lake at the time, asking if they had heard the sound of my power dump.

Damned incompetent people, can't even clean it up themselves.

C Everett Poop (649) -- 12.13.2005

That must have been some dump to cause that kind of destruction. Nice metaphors.

Cracktacular (228) -- 12.13.2005

Don't feel bad KeepOnCrappin, Boy Scouts scare the shit out of me too.

SamDamnit (1192) -- 12.13.2005

The roof? Osmosis, right?

Good story. I like the term "crap bomb".

SamDamnit!
Rectum Rector
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paradise pooper (51) -- 12.13.2005

I have seen a thing like this before, and it is not pretty. It had dried on the walls, and resembled brown cement, yet you could still smell it like it had just come out.....

Splatterbuns (70) -- 12.13.2005

Unfortunately, I've seen similar messes. Never anything quite as bad, but enough that I know the carnage left by the crap bomb. Good story. They didn't have any right to dock everyone $5 for your misdeed, though - accidents happen.

PooperGal (527) -- 12.13.2005

So, an act of accident transmogrified into an act of turd terrorism. At a Boy Scout camp, no less. For shame.

Good story. I have an old Boy Scout belt that was part of my brother's outfit, and know that the canvas belt can get caught under the roll bar and flat brass buckle over it.
PooperGal
"Searching for the Origin of the Feces"

KeepOnCrappin (550) -- 12.13.2005

Well, good to see that people understood my description of the Scout belt. See, I was not at the camp when they asked the staff, otherwise I might be able to tell who did it (maybe my scientest friend)

poo_poo_poodio (121) -- 12.13.2005

Come on, this whole ugly incident could have been avoinded by a $5.00 replacement latch. However, we wouldn't have had the good story. Love the line, "I'll take a dump wherever, whenever -- but I couldn't have seven hundred scouts looking at me"

Lame comment!
Glutgut (not verified) -- 12.13.2005

You almost crapped your pants.

KeepOnCrappin (550) -- 12.13.2005

but didn't.

Dr. Dump (3) -- 12.14.2005

Come on man! Scout "food"? I was a scout once and I ALWAYS packed enough easy to prepare foods to eat, I ate scout food once, WW3 soon began in my gut Saddam would have been proud

Logjam (2442) -- 12.14.2005

Loved the image of having to cut off the belt to make it in time.

The Shit Volcano (3740) -- 12.14.2005

Hmmm...

I've always wondered how those crap deposits form in the bathroom.

daphne (3608) -- 12.14.2005

I hated the one camp I had to go to as a kid that wasn't swim camp (Clarion and Kenyon Colleges). I never understood why you go. Maybe, mom and dad are sick of you and need a break? Well, whatever.

I would have been interested in going to this camp, though. Great story. 2 poopy thumbs up.

.....hugging bunnies since 1969

KeepOnCrappin (550) -- 12.14.2005

Well guess what: Now you can, and be paid for it too. This year they're hiring more incompetent schmos and you can be one too by clicking here then go to one of the camps (I was at Ross if any of yall care)

3G's (not verified) -- 12.15.2005

Ah,the joys of Boy Scout Camp! I'm from the UK, and spent one summer working at a camp in New England. The local Health Authority _almost_ closed the camp, when over 150 Scouts caught something that resembled "strep" - although it wasn't, because the symptoms came and went in 24 hours. The nurse was kept very busy.

One of my duties as a Camp Counsellor was to inspect each site, and award the Golden Broom to the best-kept site. I remember the joys of the KYBO (Keep Your Bowels Open)latrines. They were barrier-free (i.e. no stalls) pits. Every Troop site on the camp had their own KYBO, and they were required to keep it clean. They all tried, but there was a turd terrorist on site one week. He left a deposit at the entrance of each and every KYBO, a different one each day :-(

One day, I got sick whilst out on the trail. I needed to use a KYBO. As I said, there were no stalls or lockable doors. The facility I chose just happened to have someone already using one of the "holes" - and he was a juvenile, I was an adult. Normally, this would be a forbidden situation - but I had to "go"! I dropped my shorts, sat down - and the next thing I remember is waking up in the local hospital ER :-( Who was more embarrased - me, or the poor young Scout who administered First Aid?

El Fartismo the... (110) -- 12.15.2005

Ahhhh yes the shitter of scout camp. I can't believe they didnt make one of the lil boy sprout grubbies clean it I would have!

Rckswmn (13) -- 12.15.2005

"There was crap everywhere. It was on the walls, the seat, the toilet paper holder, the floor, and anywhere else one could possibly see, including the roof."

---you mean ceiling?

Shit monster (85) -- 12.15.2005

Was the one who screamed "Oh my god, a crap bomb went off in the toilet" a girl? LOL

KeepOnCrappin (550) -- 12.16.2005

SHit monster, yes a female camp director, at a boy scout camp.

Rckswmn-In a latrine there is no ceiling, just a roof. it is made of plywood covered by shingles if you're lucky. A ceiling would imply some kind of covering below the plywood and rafter holding the plywood, which there isn't

poo_poo_poodio (121) -- 12.17.2005

What is the highest known vertical dump? Crap on the ceiling er roof er whatever is a spectacular feat. S-A-L-U-T-E!!! How high can it go?

KeepOnCrappin (550) -- 12.17.2005

I don't know how high it could go. (Presumably higher than the aprox. 8 feet [2 meters for you metric folks] this did) Does anyone know the highest? It can really only happen when you've got extreme gas that -to quote myself- "explodicates." (Dave, we need to have a Poopreport dicionary and add this) If you wanna try it, follow these 9 simple steps:

1) Procure Gas-X and extra clothing. Have these with you during the following steps.
2) Eat food you don't like. (Or drink Arak)
3) Wait.
4) Repeat step 2.
5) Get to a toilet (preferably one you don't have to clean)
6) Prepare for extreme pain. (Gas-x, 2 seconds before power dump or it won't work)
7) Let fly.
8). Wipe and change into extra clothing.
9) Get out fast.

The Shit Volcano (3740) -- 12.17.2005

When I was sick with coconut poisoning I managed to get a few poop drops on the wall about four feet above me.

Ulala (11) -- 12.18.2005

I have to say, I think I'd rather have had everyone looking at me and stayed on the john rather than get up to close the door. Of course, I'd be primarily counting on one of those lookers being sympathetic enough to come close the door for me. Five bucks was getting off cheap.

KeepOnCrappin (550) -- 12.18.2005

Cub Scouts? Getting anyware near a latrine with a guy in it? They'd gasp, then point and laugh.

Also Dave, add the term "Crap Bomb" to the PR dictionary.

poo_poo_poodio (121) -- 12.22.2005

2 meters is only about 6 feet. Great idea about a "Poop Dictionary" -- explodicates is too funny.

KeepOnCrappin (550) -- 12.22.2005

ANd in the dictionary, also have all the terms for crap (Shit, poop, ass mud, etc)

And the terms for your ass (Arse, butt, duodoendeum-think i spelled that wrong)

And the terms for toilet (Crapper, shitter, pot)

And lastly, a list of food that will cuase you to have a submittable story here on PR.

La Petomaine (71) -- 12.29.2005

Laughing my ass off!
I thought I had a wild time at Outdoor Lab in 6th grade, but your story puts my tale of heckling the school bully completely to shame.
Have a crappy day!
La Petomaine

KeepOnCrappin (550) -- 01.01.2006

What does the heckling of the school bully have to do with taking a shit in a latrine?

IvannaPlunger (9) -- 01.06.2006

Damn scouts deserve. Keep up the good work!

The Dumpster (2505) -- 01.11.2006

I was made to go to Boy Scout camp once, when I was 12. It was one of the worst weeks of my life. One of the older boys tried to molest me; somebody took a crap in my sleeping bag, and the Scoutmaster tried to make out like I had done it myself; and to top it all off, when I got home, I found out my dog had died.

I have never been the same since.

KeepOnCrappin (550) -- 01.11.2006

SOmebody took a crap behind my tent once. After I made sure the whole camp knew, the Scoutmaster said it had to be a bear. But are there bears in Pulaski, VA? It was probably a prank.

Some one also put a pair of my boxers on the flagpole once. Classic trick, never actually seen it done until then.

pooptastic (34) -- 01.31.2006

It's been a while since I have laughed so hard reading a poopreport.

Scout camps are breeding grounds for serious diseases.

healthy 1 (1426) -- 12.13.2006

How in the world did you get poop on the ceiling?

Those chalupas sure made you drop your chalupa. They were probably (almost certainly) stored in an improper way.
_______
"If December be changeable and mild, the whole winter will remain a child."

The Thunderous ... (687) -- 12.13.2006

I am beaming with pride here. That was one hell of a good story. I take pride in the fact that I take noisy noxious dumps. This one sounds like a winner!

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