In Defense Of Open Stalls

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One of the most interesting issues that pops up from time to time on the poop forums is the discussion of open stalls versus closed stalls. I grew up going to public schools in the South where open stalls for boys were the norm.

Girls had closed stalls -- I know because I once went one in to check my jaw in the mirror (a guy had accidentally decked me in a fight scene in a play we were rehearsing), and since the girls' bathroom was closest to the stage, and I needed to stop the bleeding, a couple of female cast members escorted me in to this no-man's land. That was when I saw the long row of closed stalls. I remember thinking to myself, "Where are the urinals?"

I've never quite figured out why the girls got doors and the guys didn't. Someone once told me it was because boys were more likely to smoke, and open stalls put a damper on that. But I knew some girls that smoked, so that doesn't quite cut it as an explanation.

Whatever the reason, the fact that I spent 4th-12th grades using open stalls with other guys really freed me up from ever feeling embarrassed about taking a crap in public. It got to where crapping became a social outing between periods or during lunch hour. We would talk back and forth and cut-up -- and like forum participant Dakota has pointed out, there was a special sort of bonding that grew out of this.

I would say that most of the guys who used the open stalls freely were just doing what they had to do. I know I was -- I didn't worry about who saw me doing it. It seems that some people who post on the forums have issues with this -- in some cases, four walls are necessary for them to function. That's not a criticism; it's just something I don't understand.

The most curious school bathroom-related incident I experienced occurred my senior year, and it illustrates to some extent an adjunct to the principle of Shameful Shitting. I was coming out of the boys' room, having just finished peeing, and for some reason a female classmate of mine was hanging around the entrance to the bathroom. I said hello to her, grabbed a quick swallow of water from the nearby fountain, and then headed towards my locker. My classmate stopped me, though, and said she wanted to ask a special favor of me. "Would you let me see what the boys' bathroom looks like?"

Since I knew there was no one in there, I said I would stand guard for her. So I stood there just outside the wall while she went in. Then she asked me to come in quickly. I made sure there was no one coming down the hall first, and then joined her inside.

The bathroom had two sinks, with mirrors on the wall to the left; straight ahead was the quintessential porcelain pee trough, right across from three open stalls. There were partitions, but no doors.

"Oh, my God," she proclaimed, clearly very upset. "How can you go in front of everyone? How can you just sit there out in the open?"

I just shrugged at her and said, "I do it all the time in here. It's no big deal. Actually, it's a good way to get to know your friends a little better."

She looked so disturbed I thought she was going to pass out. We walked out of the boys' room together, and she said, "I'm sorry I looked."

I believe there is something to be said for the leveling that takes place in open stalls. At summer camp -- and in the military -- the objective is to bond 'the troops,' so to speak. So you share a lot -- eating, sleeping, showering, shitting together, usually without privacy. If you are shy, you soon learn not to be. And it ultimately makes for better morale. When you have lived this closely with your mates, you want all the more to go to battle for them. (Or at least to win the camp trophy.) They are you buddies, and you've done everything together.

So it may be an unpopular view, but I stand behind it: open stalls are a good thing. They build strong character. The girls don't know what they're missing.

-- The Big Wiper

206 Comments on "In Defense Of Open Stalls"

Tydirium's picture
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Some of my worst moments in high school came when i was dashing across the entire length of the school, desperately trying to make it to the one bathroom with stall doors. I didn't bond with nobody. I was traumatized and caused great pain.

Pooping in an open stall might have been ok if you were a jock or big and tough. As a stringy nerd, any bully spotting me sitting on an open stall would have had a field day.

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I understand your point Big Wiper, but, alas, I agree with Ty on this one. I was terrified in middle and high School of shatting in an open stall. Even if we did find one with a stall, the locks never worked and kids would fling the door open. I always held it at school--even if it hurt. This was not healthly.

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Ty and PJ: thanks for your feedback, and I certainly respect your experiences. It appears that I went to a very benign school system. There was never any terrorism of any sort in the bathrooms. BTW, I would like to state here and now that I do not think open stalls are appropriate in the business and working world. I hope I did not give that impression. I do think the military and certain summer camps do use that concept to level the troops, so to speak. As I said, you are expected to get with the program.

May I interject here an example of the type of thing that went on in my (apparently) benign experience with open stalls. One afternoon I had a pass to go to the bathroom to take a crap. I was already on one of the open stalls when two guys came in. I knew both of them--and as a matter of fact they were both football players and I carpooled with one of them. Mike, the fullback, took the middle stall, and Fred, the wide receiver, took the other. So Mike says: "Let's have a contest, guys. Let's see who can finish first."

I declined the competition because, well, the cow was already out of the corral, but I encouraged Mike and Fred to step up. At one point, Mike, with a clear grunt in his voice says: "I hate it when you get one halfway in and halfway out and it won't go either way!"

Both Fred and I laughed, but it was Mike who finished first, literally jumping up off his pot and pulling his briefs up (while keeping his pants down around his ankles) and pointing triuphantly at Fred, who was still seated: "Beatcha!"

Pretty tame stuff, huh? But we had a good time, joking and discussing things that were going on in our classes. I guess my schools just missed out on the whole bullying thing. That would never have been tolerated. Peace, guys.

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I'm with the Wiper on this one. Although I used to enjoy reading on the closed stalls in high school, I definitely conversed during my lengthy stays (I would here comments like, "Hey, Paul, that smells wicked rotten...") and I probably wouldn't have minded being doorless for the dook.

Unless I were having one of the apparently ubiquitous food-borne illnesses that seem to happen to people on this site. If Starfy was melting the brown crayon, I think I would have wanted some privacy. What did you open stall people do when the Brown Rain fell?

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I can tell you why girls get doors and guys didn't -- changing pads and tampons (especially the latter) need the extra privacy. There is, in my opinion, even more of a taboo about periods than about shitting and most women want to keep it private. Even girls who will talk about it, openly carry around the necessary stuff, and don't care if other people know about it, wouldn't change the 'protection' with others in sight. Hell, a lot of women don't even want others in the room hearing them tear open a pad (lots of attempts are made to hide the sound by flushing, coughing, etc). So now you know why we get doors more often then men. Come to think of it, I don't think I've heard of a single woman who has said they've seen an open stall in the Ladies Room. Ladies, any experiences with open stalls??

Jaid's picture

An open stall in the ladies? I've never seen one.

fuckface's picture

is The Big Wiper really "Dakota" trying to rejoin PoopReport?

corncob's picture

"If Starfy was melting the brown crayon"...

LOL! Mastercrapper, you are so brilliant. Again, I bow to your poop-writing prowess.

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Mastercrapper--thanks for the nod of understanding. I really enjoyed my 'brown' time on the pot on these open stalls shooting the breeze with buddies. Maybe I would have felt differently if there had been the sort of toilet terrorism some of the other posters have described. But my formative experience here was friendly and positive, and my outlook on crapping in general is pretty healthy.

Noshitsherlock, I never thought about the 'period' angle for the ladies. But I think you've nailed that one. And, no, the point of my piece was not to advocate open stalls for the ladies, Jaid.

Here's a point I didn't make in my story. In general, I think guys are more used to going to the bathroom with less privacy--even in a closed stall bathroom. Why? Because we pee next to each other standing up in urinals and troughs. Yeah, I know--some guys have bashful kidneys and all that. But we guys still do it that way most of the time. There is nothing comparable to that for the ladies. So, if you think about it, I believe most guys can handle the idea of open stalls a little more easily than most girls could.

(And I'm not saying here that some guys don't have issues with open stalls because I know they do.)

As for the comment from fuckface, I swear by all that is holy that I am not Dakota. Having read many of his posts, my take on him is that he would not use a disguise or a different handle to resume his activities on this board. He is just too forthright a guy. I admire Dakota a lot and have certain things in common with him. But I really am a red-headed Southern boy who is working hard at realizing his dream of being a full-time writer. My thing is communicating with others of like interest, and so far, I am having a blast getting to know some of you folks out there talking about our mutual interest in poop. Peace--or should I say, "Plop?"

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P.S. to Mastercrapper. About the brown rain. You're not going to believe this, but I never once took a crap all those years on those open stalls in school that wasn't a regular guy's pride and joy. In other words, I was 'in solid.' And you probably won't believe this, either, but I was 23 before I ever got a case of the drizzly shits. Go figure.

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adude's picture

Open stalls in elementary school were a nightmare for me cause I'm a shameful shitter. I had to go one time when I was in 3rd grade and everyone was at lunch. I was scared but I was happy that it would be private since no one was around. Just then a 5 grade guy that was like 3 times my size came in and washed his face. I was like "Oh shit he's gonna throw wet napkins at me and stuff". I was surprized when he said "So you takin a shit?" I said "Yeah" and he turned and went away.

In middle school there was stupid obsession with tampons and pads by this one guy that I think is now a gyno or a rapist or maybe both. Anyway, he got some food coloring (red) and some pads and tampons and he taped them all over school. Was it to gross out people or just be a bad ass I don't know but in the morning he'd do it at like 7 am and we'd be out there for the doors to open at 7:30 and no one did or said anything. We kinda ignored it after the first few times.

They also had a condom distribution at my middle school by this gay activists group. It wasn't school sanctioned so it was curbside and lots of parents were pissed and the principal was suspended for not calling the cops and getting that guy off of school property. Anyway, every guy got like 30 rubbers and over the next few months they were all over the trees, on door knobs, you name it! They also passed out literature about how to use the condoms with detailed illustrations. We taped those into our text books to leave as a momento for the next class. I wonder if they ever eliminated all of those things. I'm sure a condom still hangs from a tree branch at my middle school wich I left 10 years ago.

Vatfryer's picture

I would have liked to have doorless stalls for girls (I'm a woman) because I think shitting together makes you feel better about yourself and others. However, I wouldn't like having to change a pad or a tampon in front of anyone else, so then I think I'd need a stall with a door. Too bad periods are so "horrible" to everyone.

Pooperscooper's picture

They gave out condoms at an inner city health fair in our city. The grade school kids hogged a lot of them and we found out they treasured condoms because they make great water balloons.

Hmmm is this where the term 'asshole buddy' comes from? A guy you've been in the same unit with, shat together with?

I am a shameful shitter. I like to think and talk about the Great Deed but have a publicity-shy bowel. I think like a guy and crap like a girl--(and am a girl) odd situation.

Despite my gender, I never thought about the kotex/tampon issue being the reason for stalls in the girls/women's bathroom vs absence of stalls in boys/and men's bathrooms. I thought men's bathrooms were designed to be privacy deficient to

1) ensure male bonding and suppress prudery while

2) discourage masturbation and orgies

3) prevent drug dealing and consumption

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You make some good points about privacy-deficient men's bathrooms, Pooperscooper. I think you can lump drug-dealing and smoking in the same category, even though, again, there just wasn't much of that going on where I went to school. And you make sense about the masturbation thing. Very difficult to even attempt something like that on open stalls, if you were so inclined. It's your first point that I particularly agree with, though. I was definitely the recipient of male bonding on open stalls and did not have the traumatic things happen to me that a couple of guys have posted about. Whether this was truly the intent of the open stalls or not, that was the result at my school for a good many of us. I particularly remember some good sessions with friends or just faces that I knew where everything was discussed from football scores to girlfriends to specific references to the shit we were producing at that moment.

Once in a while, someone would get off a memorable line. I'll share one I thought was particularly real.

One guy said to another: "Robert, you stink, man!"

To which Robert replied: "It's gonna be your supper if you don't shut up!"

Pithy, huh? Peace and Plop to ya!

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Pooperscooper's picture

According to a wonderful tome called The Bowel Book by Ehrlich and Wolf, excavations near Hadrian's Wall in northern England uncovered a Roman military encampment. It included a crapper. It was a no-stalls set up--the guys would sit on it in a row, and pass the time of day while passing stool. And from what I have read, the men's latrines in Rome were also no-stalls--defecation was quite social. And from what I have read, the same thing is true in many parts of rural India--at the same time of the morning, the fellas go to the patch of ground that's the local shitting area and do a group download.

Shameful shitting appears to be a learned taboo.

sawa's picture

Hmm. Interesting theory. However, I have a theory of my own. oppression causes perversion. This would explain the obsession with boobies, as we arent allowed to see them on a regualr basis... Umm, so I'm actually thankful I wasnt allowed in a way to shit with my buddies in school, because i might not be the obsessive fecalpheliac I am today. And I like being an obsessive fecalpheliac. Taboo = more interest for me. Maybe thats why I'm always talking about humping dead people. mmm. Dead people...

G Ras's picture
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I repeat.....I think stall walls should have those speak-easy

Perhaps I am an asshole and so much time has pass you probably won't even read this .... but in my defense.... this site is all about funny stuff that happens to us about shit in the course of everyday living.... and may I say in my story I too got shit

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I would tend to think open stalls would be more embarrassing for the toilet than the guy who is using it. Guys are there to see and smell how bad the poor defenseless toilet is being abused. No one to even think about protecting it. One guy may finish with the toilet and another one walks over and does the same thing to it. Not only shit but also dirty used toilet paper is fed to the toilets too. It doesn't even get an acknowledgement from the guys who abuse it. I've seen toilet that even were kicked hard by guys when they flush and their shit don't go down. Go figure.

me's picture my middle school we had a down stairs basement bathroom that nobody really ever used. anyways i was new at the school and i never understood why. one day i walked in there to explore, and awaited me were four open stalls.

me again's picture

by the way...i'm a girl

Dookie Howser's picture

Yeah, we had open stalls in middle school too (boys only)...the administration simply (and unconvincingly) explained, "We don't put doors on the boys stalls because boys will only hang on them and tear them off" I think that's simply a jumungo load of crap meant to excuse the fact that the school was too lazy and too cheap to hang a piece of plywood across their already decrepit and flimsy stalls...bastards.

Brian's picture
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Big Wiper, your story about the girl you once escorted into the boys' room reminds me of an incident from high school, but one a bit different. Once I was in a boys' room when two guys dragged a girl into the room with them. Couldn't tell if she was happy to be so brought in or not. She didn't seem too awful distressed, but don't know whether she considered it a co-educational experience or not. In any event it reminded me of that Mammas and Papas song that says:

Words of love, soft and tender,

Won't win a girl's heart anymore.

If you love her, then you must send her

Somewhere that she's never been before.

I don't know if any heart was won that day, though. And in your story, it seems the girl started out wanting an experience that you were giving her. But from the way she reacted in the end, seems that, if you ever won her heart, it wasn't that way.

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Brian, I truly believe that that girl was caught between 'wanting to see' and 'being horrified by what she saw.' It's the kind of thing people do when they drive by car wrecks. They don't really want to know the grisly details, but then again, they can't help themselves. My classmate was obviously fascinated with the way boys go to the bathroom versus the way girls do. She probably fantasized about it. But once she saw that we were in there dropping trou in front of each other and that there was no privacy, she did an emotional about-face. And perhaps it was the first time she had ever seen a pee trough, where we just hung out our dicks and let fly. That may have been difficult for her to wrap her brain around as well.

Whatever the case, I was glad to let her get a peak. I've often thought about that incident and actually even fantasized about what her reaction would have been had I sat on the toilet for her. Maybe way more than she could have taken at one time. But being the way I am with my shamelessness, I probably would have enjoyed it. Peace and plop!

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sooperjooce's picture

hey, me and my friend ketie probably wouldn't mind if that was the case we rly dont care i think its alright i mean who cares?

Alex go poo's picture

i would of liked to see like 2 stalls with doors and the rest with no doors. Some privacy for the shameful shitters, and gals with there periods

Mikey P Poops's picture

What's that fishy smellin thePhlem-poop?

Jasper Jenkins's picture

Man, I hated those doorless stalls. Many times I would hold it all day and take a massive shit as soon as I got home from school. The thing is, I'm only bothered if I'm visible to others while shitting. Other people hearing or smelling is no probs. I,ve certainly had good conversations with guys in the other stalls, but I didn't want to see them, nor they me. I've even shit in restrooms where women have been present, but as long as the door was there, I could've care less what they smelled/heard.

tribble's picture

I have shit in bathrooms with open stalls alot in my life time. Never bothered me one bit. Actually I shit once at the Duke university during a football game. the public mens bathroom was doorless and had these big circle tubs for guys to piss in. I imagine by the time I dropped my load there must of been a hundred guys passing through. Ha one time I got put in jail during a drunken hell raising night. Well I had to shit and there where 4 beds in a cell with a toilet. this guy on the bottom bed was laying right at the toilet when I took the ultimate beer dump. He wasnt asleep long.

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Pooperscooper was spot on about Roman latrines. Yep there is at least one on Hadrian's wall, and I've seen others all over the ROman world - Turkey, France, Italy (obviously).. etc. They consist of a stone slab seat with maybe up to 6 or 8 keyhole openings cut in the top - the narrow part of the keyhole at the front to accommodate the dangling penis when a guy sits down without danger of the penis or the piss hitting the stonework. The whole bench affair was raised over a gutter with fast flowing water. They were pretty keen on sanitation. Oh, and ass wiping was done with a sponge spiked onto a wooden stick. It was rinsed in flowing water then in vinegar before and after wiping (vinegar has antiseptic properties).

The tradition of communal crapping continued long after the Romans. The Vikings in York had a public toilet that was just an open pit with woven hurdles around for some privacy from the street and the pit was used equally for pissing and shitting. And medieval castles in the UK had garderobes (shitters built as recesses into the walls, over a long chute that just dropped the shit down the outside of the wall and into the moat or whatever was beneath). Some of them are two or three-seaters.

I live in rural Southern England. A friend of mine lived in a big Georgian house with a stone walled shed in the garden that was the original privy. INside there was the same basic Roman arrangement but without running water and a wooden bench instead of stone. There was even a lower seat with its own little hole at one end of the bench, for children.

Multiple toilets with stall dividers probably did not exist before the 19th century. Privacy is a modern western world concept, proven by the fact that I have a friend whose 60 year old mother came to stay from Nigeria and would not use his spare room because she had NEVER slept in a room on her own, not once in her life. So she slept on the floor at the foot of his bed for her stay! Its only us that get hung up on the fallacy that we should hide from the world the fact that we sleep, masturbate, piss, shit and belch like every other individual in world history.

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Hey, threeseater--good stuff! Very interesting and informative. I've caught a little flak for revealing my willingness to use open stalls, having enjoyed them as a formative experience, but, overall, I think there has been a healthy debate about this. I have stated very clearly that I have considered moving my bowels to be a social occasion from time to time, and it is interesting to note that I have some history on my side here. P & P!

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shit on a shingle's picture

i wouldn't mind open stall doors at all, but i don't really see how it's any easier to talk to people without a door unless the stalls are straight across from each other. there is open space above and below the stall walls usually and that should make it plenty simple to communicate. is the difference that you can see people wlaking by, and thus know who you're chatting with? also, i have on at least two occasions masturbated in a public toilet, and i think that would probably be less doable without some door.

wannaseemyshit?'s picture

In my middle school the girl's bathroom had 3 or 4 stalls two of them were open and the others closed of course if i think about it the middle school was a shitty place anyway :| oh well i always used the closed. girls (some girls anyway) are just kinda scared to let everyone and their grandma see what they're doing in there... girls need a lot of privicy sometimes :S

idontpoo's picture

yeah, i think boys dont have doors to discourage masturbating and drug stuff... and the girls need them for that girly stuff (i'm a girl, of course) but, i guess i'm a shameful shitter because i never took a crap at school... unless it was an emergency, and there would definitely be no one there. most of our bathrooms at school did have doors for boys, and i heard of drug things that went down and stuff, and also..... if we didn't have doors i dont think i'd even take a leak at the school.

burgerbrewin's picture

twice a day baby

no matter where you are

know that I am thinking of you

feelings of contentment you bring to me

accomplishing the impossible... heaving

pleasing my inner most being

easing the pressure

your release is my desire


I hope to see you soon.

Timothy Allen Carpenter's picture

I'm sorry but I can not crap unless I'm behind a locked door, no one is within 200 feet of me, I also have to be wearing only my shirt. No socks, shoes, underwear or pants. I know this sounds rediculous but I am 110% serious.

dontpoomuch's picture

My schools always had closed stalls.Of course i'm a girl and I understand about the privacy thing. I wouldn't want anyone to see me. I need a lot of privacy. I never once took a dump at school except for one time when it was an absolute emergency.

Brian J's picture

I grew up with closed stalls, so I obviously have a bias against open stalls. Even on top of having closed stalls, my house was only 5 minutes or less of a walk from school, so morning/lunch/afterschool shits were a subconcious decision. The occasional shit at school wasn't a problem, but I admit I prefered my own terminal.

Anyway, long-story-short, I would hate open stalls with a brown-note passion. But shit is still one of the funniest items of conversation!

LOOLOO's picture

My ex mother in law and ex sister in laws would all go to the bathroom to gether. They would poop while they talked. They would grunt and them you would hear plop plop. I have to go to the bathroom so bad I can't wait and then more grunting.

bro's picture

I thought they had open stalls so

guys wouldn't jack-off or fuck in there.

Hair E. Butt's picture

Tear down stall walls

if everyone was bare assed then nobody would be embarrassed---from a former shameful shatter

ever have the cleaning lady walk in on you?

Buck Taylor's picture

Where are these doorless stalls? Any in New Jersey? I've yet to see one.

who knows?'s picture

I have never seen a bathroom with out walls around the toliet. Where do you live? I guess I wouldn't mind using one though.

Slim Jim Junkie's picture

I dont remember seeing a doorless stall, and my mom said she say one once. I live in Florida and that might explain something.

Michelle's picture

No doorless stalls in NJ??? Where the hell have you been? The Seaside Heights boardwalk is full of them. Since I'm a girl, I haven't experienced any of them myself, although the women's rooms are nearly as bad (the stall doors are only about chest height and the toilet is set on this little raised area in the stall, to make it even worse the toilets are facing the long line of people waiting to use them so you get to look at a whole bunch of strangers while you're trying to do your business.) However, one of my best friends, who is male, has had to use the doorless stalls to take a shit. He told me that several dudes actually stopped and tried to watch as they were walking by. Since Jersey Shore men's rooms are notorious for guys trolling for gay sex, that doesn't surprise me in the least.

By the way, I have heard countless times that men's stalls are door-free as a "deterrent" for masturbation and sexual activity between users of the restroom. Not insinuating that any guys who are OK with the no-door thing are latent homos, but I have heard it time and time again.

who knows?'s picture

Does anyone know of someplace in St. Louis that has bathrooms without stalls. I really got to see one of these.

...........'s picture

sumtimes u have to poop so bad that u just go door or no door. but sumtimes i like my privacy but it would be fun to hear people go shit. but i like my time on the bowl and i enjoyrelaxing and just taeking a nice long peacefull dump

Mario (To Michelle)'s picture

Honey I live in South Seasde Park, I hit the boarwalk every day. Your boyfriend is mistakken. I know every restroom, and there are NO doorless stalls there. Nice try , though ...

pantsaroundmyankles's picture

I'm a girl. Yes, a girl. And up until now, I had no clue that the boys' bathrooms had open stalls. I knew there were urinals and such, but the fact that the stalls have no doors blows away any conception I have had about boys' bathrooms for many years. This is quite an educational site.

But what I am really writing about is the cultural and stereotypical as well as practical aspects of open stalls for boys vs. closed stalls for girls.

First of all, I will dwell on the cultural/stereotypical ideas we have in American society, where they came from, and how they affect us today. For several centuries, the following concept about boys has been accepted: they are boisterous, crude, immature, bodily-functions-infatuated, dirty, open, proud, and brave souls. The following about girls has been thoroughly embraced: they are mature, sweet, bodily-functions-DENYING, clean, proper, and easily-embarassed human beings. This can be seen in many works of literature, art, history, and science that were made throughout the prenatal and youthful years of our nation. It continues today. That is why, when elementary/middle/high school bathrooms were being made, some genius decided that the boys would have no problem relieving themselves in the presence of others, and thus should need neither stall doors, nor private urinating areas. After all, they love the functions of the body, are brave enough to withstand the scrutiny of other boys, and are dirty in any case. This same genius also decided that girls needed more privacy, being the decent, clean, easily offended and embarassed creatures that they are. Therefore, they needed MUCH more privacy, with actual DOORS on their stalls. Now that open stalls for boys has become a cultural norm in our society, no one has thought to seriously question or change it. I, personally, am quite surprised that many males would find it okay, perhaps enjoyable to defecate in the view of others. I can hardly do it when someone is in the bathroom with me, even when I'm behind a door and don't know who they are.

Secondly, there is some practicality in the stall doors of the girls' bathroom. As one woman mentioned above, girls menstruate. It is a dirty, sometimes smelly, very embarassing and private matter. I may talk about freely, but I would not pull a bloody wad of cotton out of my vagina where ANYONE could see. Thus, it is necessary that a woman have a private section in which she can do her bloody business. And why not but a toilet in there? Girls don't need urinals, so all it is is saving space by sticking the pots in the closed areas. However, I honestly cannot think up any good reason to not have doors on the boys' stalls. One deserves his privacy while pooping. After all, his pants (hopefully) are past his knees, exposing all from his waist to the belt. I see no reason to force poor nerdy Joe to flash his white chicken legs at the big mean jocks. I suppose (and I only suppose) that urinating is different, because Joe is only moving his pants down far enough to finish his business, and thus has considerably more privacy. But I'm only guessing, as I have not personally observed either process.

The long and short of it is that stereotypes about the differences between males and females have affected the way bathrooms have been designed. The boys are fine sharing everything, the girls need their privacy. Also, there is a certain practical aspect to it, but then a chicken-egg question arises: Did the need for closed stalls arise from some natural tendency of girls to be prissy, or did the presence of closed stalls cause the prissiness? We may never know.

By the way, all that stuff about boys and girls is not necessarily my own opinion, but merely a hyperbolic example of our society's notions.

And lastly, do any guy DESPERATELY WANT closed stalls rather than open?

And finally (no really), at what age to guys graduating from open stalls to closed (college, working environment, retirement...)? Just curious.

Oh where oh where has my door gone.'s picture

Once was running this sales table at an outdoor college fair. Did now want to use filthy & easy to topple port-a-pot. Walked to this new trendy pizza joint & snuck in. But night before some drunk college dudes not only ripped down stall door but the entire stall & left it in pieces all around the toilet. You had to step over it to get anywhere. I decided to go real quick but little did I know that in like 3 min time at least 20 people would come in. There I am with my company shirt & nametag on. They made all sorts of comments like "dude, you must have really had to go". Ended up seeing one of my sales clients who apologized and then came to my table at the fair later that day acting like it was nothing but I could tell he was telling his girlfriend what had happened as they were snickering.

TJ MAX's picture

Once was taking this class & the bldg was being redone. No doors anywhere. This guy who was a little mentally off walks in on me. Turns out he was an old elemetary school friend who I have not seen since 6th grade. He's got a bloody nose so he just stands there dripping & using my toilte paper in front of me & apologizing like crazy cause they were out of paper towles

Never live it down's picture

Was trying to use the toilet after lunch one day in 9th grade w/ me in one stall & good friend in other. Well my friends jerk brother came in w/ his two jerkier friends. Two of them grabbed us both by our feet & drug us off the throne & out across the floor until we got about an inch from the front door where the 3rd friend opened it for all the world to see--girls of all ages looking in & laughing. They probably would have drug us out further but the principal walked by who was a family friend. Some day we will get even if I can ever show my face again.

John Tripper's picture

My wife & I are building a gym in our town. It will have one room for everyone to exercise in & then will have 2 private rooms--one for women & one for guys. The one for women will be all pretty & stuff. The one for guys will be real manly--lots of steel & brick on the walls etc... The mens room will be a combo locker room & exercise room. It will have showers on one wall, toilets on the other (minus stalls--just half brick walls for holding toilet paper), & urinals & excericse equipemnet in the middle. If a guy can look in shape on the john then he must be working hard. If not then it will insprire everyone.

RugbyDave's picture

in high school, we had no stalls.. it was fuckin great.. and now in college, before a rugby game, its a bonding thing for alot of the guys to shit together.. but we have no stall doors.. i've been without stall doors for a while.. its great.. now me and my buddies go to the mall or whatever and try to our shit or out fart each other..all in good fun!

Jake's picture

My high school had some doorless stalls. I assume they rarely replaced them (it happened occasionally) because, once replaced, kids either (a) kicked doors in, breaking the lock, or (b) hung on them till they broke off. A few stalls had doors with broken locks, and a few were intact. It was a mixed bag.

If kids did not like you, the common trick was to stand at the sink, wet paper towels, walk to the wall or door of the srtall, and throw them at an angle at the ceiling. They go *splat*, rain on the stall's occupant, then fall on you, and if you're busy in there, you're pretty much helpless. I had this done to me more than once. Not nice... But then, probably 60% of the guys I went to high school with were easily amused asses who seemed to prefer screwing with the unpopular kids in ways that woiuld be beneath a 5th grader, rather than find something more fitting to their age.

parkeston's picture

I find that reading about guys having a shit in open stalls interests me. I would like to know more. It would be nice to exchange email with like-minded guys of any age. By the way I like to be nude when I have a shit, and I would love to share the experience with other uninhibited guys.

longpotsitter's picture

I am in the military and its about 1/2 and 1/2 doors to no doors and doors dont prevent us from joking around... actually I'd rather no one else see the faces I make when I am dropping a huge log.... the sounds, smells and grunts are enuff.

CyberPoop's picture

While going to school from the age of about 5 to 17, both schools I attended had dark, wet and frankly, frightening toilets. The stalls had doors but they were either non-functional, or as someone else mentioned in this thread, the doors were constantly being thrown open by belligerent jackasses roaming the toilet. So the issue of doors made absolutely no difference to the majority of us kids. Consequently, many of us kids at a young age would absolutely not take shits at school. We were literally scared shitless. I, and quite a few other young kids, shit my pants a couple of times rather than face those toilets. By age 11, when I started going to high school, the biggest fear was the bullies in the toilets. Oddly enough, it was only in the working world that I finally got over what I realized had been a deep seated and real fear of defecating in a public washroom. I give full credit to a Chinese dude I worked with at a telemarketing firm. One morning, I got that Rumble in the Jungle feeling and went to the toilet at work. Being a shameful shitter, you can imagine my chagrin and the cold sweat on my forehead as I walked into the bathroom only to realize that this Chinese dude had followed me into the washroom and had gone into one of the stalls. I knew from the feeling in my colon that this wasn't going to be pretty and was reluctant to go into the only other stall, fearing the embarassment of the sounds and smells. Nevertheless, I had hit the age (for me, 21)where, when ya gotta go, ya gotta go. So I went into the other stall. Imagine my relief and near delight when I heard the Chinese dude let go like a bucket of concrete rubble being dumped out a front loader. I felt almost love for this man and I realized that if he could do it, so could I. From that day on, not only do I shit shamelessly, but I shit downright gleefully. I believe that I would actually cherish the opportunity to shit in an open stall.

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At all of the schools I have been to there have been stall doors, the only problem with the bathrooms was the toilets were so close to the ground. But once into Junior High more and more doors were missing and more more people were writing things all over the bathroom. The school didn't have that much money and did not care about replacing the doors and/or locks of the stalls. I myself would not mind letting off a load in a room full of people that could see you as long as all the stalls were that way (otherwise they think your a freak.) Does anyone know of any open stalled bathrooms in the Minneapolis, Minnesota Area? I have never seen such a bathroom but would love to try it out. E-mail me at or reply here.

Alex C.

Keep the shit flowing!

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Obbsed with girl shits's picture

WOW I have never seen any toilets with out the doors on the front. I was in a shitter once (Not my school but I was at another school's talent show at a school in London) and the doors locks were broken but these were old loos and I was worried someone might come in and the door would fly open. But It does make people bond abit. Still doors rule and for the shamefull like me, I would almost certanly like doors rather than none at all.

Will's picture

As far as stalls with no doors go, I had them since the 8th elementary school, I believe the bathrooms had doors, at least some of them. I knew a lot of guys in school who feel the same way I do..if you have to shit, do it. I often had "shit buddies" in grade school..I'm late in college now, and I have them here is a way of bonding with someone..if you can shit with them, you should feel comfortable totally with them...Any way those of us who went to these schools and universities were FORCED to become shameless at an early age...I think it's something maybe you can grow out of if you have the right circumstances, and I did. For someone who was never confronted with doorless pot in school, I guess it's harder for them to loosen up,(no pun expected). But what I can't get is how someone would hold back a ready-to-explode shit for 5 or 6 hours so they could wait to get home to do it...what are you going to do, put yourself in agony for 6 hours just because you're too proud to crap in a public bathroom at school or work..I'm talking about CLOSED doors now. That to me is very hard to fathom. I think a distinction needs to be made here between humility & pride. While the 2 often go together in some respects, I feel that some of these "shamefuls" are suffering from a bad case of hubris, and that is not so great. I come from a good background, and if I can shit in a public mensroom door or no door, anyone ought to be able to.So you go in & there are 2 or 3 guys shitting..if you know them you talk to them,and I often do..imagine it can be fun.

Shameful shitters, relax and let your hair down, (and also your pride)

Poopies's picture

Open stalls? I've never heard of such a thing. I'm a guy and I have never in my life seen a stall without a door on it. I would never use a stall without a door, and I wouldn't even go in the bathroom if someone else was using it. Of course, I don't go in bathrooms if there's anyone else in there anyway. I don't even pee in a bathroom if there's someone else in there. I've never used a urinal in my life, I always use the toilet. I won't pee or poo if anyone else is in there, or likely to come in while I am doing it. I never peed or pooed at school unless I was sick or some other poo emergency. I can hold it for the whole day if I have too.

I have also hardly ever peed outside. I've had many people tell me that is really weird. One time me and a girl were on a date, and we were walking through the park, and I had to pee really bad, she told me to just go behind a tree or something, but I wouldn't, and she thought that was really weird. She said she'd never met a guy who wouldn't pee outside, she said most guys will just whip it out and pee wherever they are, but I won't.

shameless crapper's picture

any of you guys know of any siet that show you doorless crappers

shitass's picture

does anyone else get turned on by watching someone shit?

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No, but I do vomit when I watch someone shit.

I found Jesus! He was behind the sofa the whole time!

gerythepooking's picture

in my school we have unisex 2 person toilets with no stall so we all poo and talk, its great i can shit in the same toilet as my bird at the same time mmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!

Sitting Wiper's picture

I've just come across this site, and some of the comments are fascinating, witty and intellectual, and the site is a lot less crude than a lot of them..

When you perform this basic human function, you are not doing anything wrong; you are doing something right. The shame probably comes from religious tabus (the idea that at the moment when you are eliminating, you are unclean, and nobody should see you.) But it is also to do with culture of a particular society.

Doorless stalls are virtually unknown in Britain, unless someone knows different.

'Three-seater' gives a good history lesson about toilets. I can remember seeing a row of seats in the Roman ruins at Dougga in Tunisia. They were made of stone or marble or something like that, and would probably have been cold to sit on in cold weather, and hot in summer. I have actually sat on a wooden three-seater nine times, and very comfortable it was. One of my close childhood pal's had a grandad who had one in an outhouse. His wife went off with an Italian Prisoner of War in the 1940s, and financial reasons meant he had to take my pal's dad, when he was only 9, to a primitive rented cottage, where there was one three-seater loo for four houses. He and the boy-next-door were the only two from their village school to pass the scholarship to go to grammar school, and every morning before the fifteen minute walk to the train, getting the two of them sat bare-bottomed over the two larger holes with their trousers round their ankles. The-boy-next-door's little brother sat on the lower one with the smaller hole. Buckets of earth were thrown down the hole to cover droppings and paper.

Later, after they bought the houses from the landlord as sitting tenants (pardon the pun), indoor flush toilets and bathrooms with showers were installed, but the boys kept up the practice until they went to university. After every few days this was dug into the ground, left for about a year, and then it made excellent compost. My pal's granddad still used the outside toilet quite often, and l when I went to stay with him at his granddad's when we were 8, for the week we were there, after breakfast, we went outside together for our daily 'trousers down'. We also did the 'mucking out', emptying the buckets underneath the hole into the compost pit. We did appreciate the other aspect of 'mod cons' though, the shower. In my pal's dad's day, they had to get cold water from the tap outside, which they had to insulate to stop it getting frozen.

When the granddad decided to sell up and go into sheltered accommodation, the three seater toilet was given to a museum.

There are several people I'm not inhibited about seeing me, and me them. That childhood friend, and one or two others, were included. After staying over night at each other's houses, what are now called sleepovers, we would obviously all be using the toilet with the seat down. We might be in the bathroom together, and while one boy sat on the toilet, another would be cleaning his teeth or combing his hair, or having a shower.

I didn't mind with my own younger brother, either. He learned how to use the toilet by watching me (and I learned how to wipe a small child's bum). We didn't think there was anything strange about seeing each other.

Now my own two young sons often see me. Because of the rush for school and work, you have to be in the bathroom doing different things.

All of this social toileting can be real quality time between family members and friends, and a time to talk about all sorts of things. 'Putting off going' probably is a cause of bowel diseases later on.

Sitting Wiper's picture

I can remember one open stall when I was a student. I had been hitch-hiking and a lorry driver dropped me at the sliproad into a town and left me to hitch back onto the motorway. (He hadn't got time to drop me at a service station which was better for using the loo and getting another lift).

I had left the university early in the morning, while the other guys were asleep. We had an agreement that in the night we wouldn't 'flush' if we needed a wee, but if we needed a trousers-down, we would. I decided to forego the latter that morning, and I was paying for it in the lorry, holding on for dear life.

Where I left him, there were no woods to go into, it was quite built up. I walked to what looked like a park, where there were sure to be some. There were some at the entrance to the park, but the 2 cubicles in the men's had no doors, almost certainly the result of vandalism.

Pride had to give way to necessity, and I said to a guy standing at the urinal, 'Do you mind if I sit on the toilet'. He said 'No', and then left. Surprisingly, it was clean and the flush was working (there was an old-fashioned chain) but no paper. I have always carried some tissues with me, usually for my nose.

I pulled my jeans down to my ankles, but kept my underpants as far up as possible, so as not to show off my modesty. (I normally like them right down, to give more freedom of movement of my legs higher up)

There was a layby nearby where a couple of lorry drivers stopped, and several came in just as I had sat down. One turned round and said 'Hello! No door.' I held it in until they had gone, and then started to plop, just as a group of boys obviously on the way to school came in and giggled while they stood at urinal. Now doubt they found it funny both seeing me and hearing me. Maybe a topic of conversation among their mates at school.

I was able to wipe my bottom in peace (I could tell you of an occasion when I wasn't). Needless to say, there was no soap, but I had my toilet bag with me, and I could wash my hands. Then I walked back to the motorway to continue my hitch-hiking.

One or two more stories some time of experiences -not in open stalls, but in not-very-private ones.

Tidey bowl Man's picture

At Summer Camp our Scoutmaster would pass out Poop
beads in order to get the Scout to use the Toilets
with no doors it worked very well.

Englishman's picture

My parents were quite avid naturists so seeing them naked was nothing new and we often went to nudist beaches on holiday in France. One time I remember there were no toilets available and my dad and I, having similar ass properties, needed to have a poo, so we wondered off into a small wooded area to look for a nice place to do it. We both like to take our time and had no qualms about going together. We eventually came across a randomly abandoned toilet and decided we should go there. However, on opening the door we found that there was a fellow naturist sat legs akimbo on taking a dump. We apologised, but he said it was fine and pointed out the fact there were in fact two toilets. As my father and I were both quite desperate (we had been farting for quite a while), we decided that we should share it until the other guy left. He was constipated however, though amusingly let off some of the loudest and most satisfying rippers I have ever heard -I wish I could produce such things. So I had to share with my dad. As he was older and slightly taller he sat down and then spreadeagled his legs so that I could sit in front. I waited for him to piss and then I sat right back against his body so that I would be able spread my legs too (I repeat, we are very similar). To avoid pooing on his dick, he had to fold it up against my back, which was a little strange, particularly as he has a large member (larger than his son's sadly). We both sighed deeply and then began to open our rectums, much to our delight. I always get an erection when I take a poo, as does my dad apparently and the man who was there with us. I apologised, but it was all good humoured as we were all in the same position. I felt the first movement and heard the huge satisfying plop, followed soon by my dad - it was strange to feel his bowel straining against my back, but we all have to do it. The guy next to us asked if it would be ok if he masturbated as he would have to walk outside after and we agreed and since I was in front, I began to do the same. The feeling of pooing and masturbating simultaneously is quite something. Dad can do the best farts and continued for a couple of minutes before unleashing a huge poo. The guy commented on our good performance and promtly let out a large series of grunts, and seeming strained my dad rubbed his back to help him through. It worked, as the water splashed out of the toilet when he plopped. After a few minutes, the guy finished his poo and shook our hands and left, so I then took his nice warm seat, leaving my dad free to position himself for the remainder of his shit. And by that point he had gotten an erection and began to masturbate,as was I, though I imagine it wasn't my mum he was thinking about. I finished my poo and came quicker than dad, so I had time to relax and have a few good, loud farts. Dad came a few minutes later and then finished his poo, with a lot more grunting than he normally did. We waited about 10 minutes before looking for leaves to wipe with outside. Since then, dad and I have generally pooed together, sometimes with dad's mates, though not masturbating, that's too weird in front of others. We often go camping and we all sit down to breakfast and then take a good half an hour poo before we do anything else. I thin it bonds people, it makes you comfortable with your friends, though most people my age wouldn't necessarily like to do it. We often have farting competitions or see who can do the biggest poo - I have never won sadly. I love my daily poo, sitting naked in my bathroom, reading a book or whatever. I'm glad people also lik it and aren't afraid of the taboos - it's just a normal bodily function after all.

Sitting Wiper's picture

Englishman! What an incredible story. What a video it would make. Were the toilets separate, or was it a two-seater? If separate, I think I would have been inclined to sit sideways, bum to bum.

On the subject of reading - a survey for World Book Day has analysed the reading habits of professional people in the United Kingdom. Solicitors, according to the sample, do most of their reading while they sit on the toilet.

Englishman's picture

How interesting, what a crazy bunch of eccentrics we are over here. Spiffing! It was a piece of wood with two holes, but enough space to get two people on each hole (obviously). My dad was basically bum-to-bum with the guy and then I was the same with my dad after the other guy had left. That was one of the best poos I have ever had, all the time in the world for it too.

Englishman's picture

PS Have you ever sat on a two seater with another guy? If so, what did you reckon to it?

Sitting Wiper's picture


No, I have sat on a THREE-seater with another guy. If you look at my posting on this site for 2.20.2004 (20 February)you will find a description of this. But we did have one hole each. We were only 8 years old at the time. Maybe at that time our smaller bottoms might have fitted into one hole. We only did it every day for a week.

But that pal's dad had sat there with the lad next door every day for about 8 years, with the other lad's little brother on the third, lower seat.

What did I reckon to it. I enjoyed it. If you live a sheltered middle class life it is good to rough it sometimes. The feel of wood touching your bare posterior is fabulous.

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I am not that kinky as to want to build a three seater loo in my house. What if you came to sell the house?

On the question of plopping in the water, I and my boys also enjoy hearing the splashes.

BUT with that chum with whom I shared the two seater - for a change from plops in the water, we enjoyed listening to the THUDS which each other made. We tried to do it alternately! Neither of us sat on the third, lower small child's seat. But the two seater section was higher than we had at home and we were only 8 years old. We had no problem with getting on and off, but we must have looked cute sitting with our jeans and knickers round our ankles, our legs several inches above the ground. (We used to enjoy referring to our underpants, when no adults were around, as our knickers.) It was a cool experience, and helped us to bond as friends.

We use toilet paper which would decompose easily. My pal's granddad kept his garden free from weeds so there was no opportunity to wipe our bottoms on dock-leaves or stinging nettles.

Englishman's picture

It is quite a cool feeling, I agree. Maybe you should get a three setare one in your house, you could make one yourself, I wouldn't mind getting one for myself (I am not very good with my hands so I could never make my own). Maybe you could do the same with your kids, unless your partner finds it a bit strange. I wouldn't like the compost toilet though, I like the plop sound too much, it's really satisfying - the louder the better. A bit like having a good fart. I have to go now, I incidentally need to poo, hee hee!

Sitting Wiper's picture

Englishman -

I'm working at home today on computer etc, have been since 6 am. Wife saw kids to school and play school before going to work. Boys will ask me when they get home if I've sat with my trousers down, as they know I didn't when they were around. Haven't yet - been too busy. After I've made a cup of coffee, I'll be ready. Imagine it will be a good one.

I can take as long as I like. Boys not waiting to follow me.

After using modern technology of computers, automatic dishwashers, kettles that switch off automatically when they've boiled - it's back to basics when going to the toilet; no automatic gadgets to pull your trousers down, no remote control to come to you, no automatic bum-wiper.

They talk about the paperless office; what about the paperless toilet?

You said "I have to go now, I incidentally need to poo, hee hee!" Perhaps reading and writing on this site has this effect on us. I've drunk my coffee, and my bowels are telling me something - guess what.


Dumping Jack Splash's picture

Englishman - brilliant story! I would certainly like to use a toilet like that - but with a pretty woman - a gf OR a stranger!!

Tell me - on all those camping trips when you went off to enjoy a poo after breakfast (presumably in the woods?) did your mum ever accompany you both? Surely she must have needed to poo as well? A sort of family session. Or were you and your dad taking so long so you got out of doing the washing up?

Englishman's picture

My mother was quite private about that really and for us guys it was more of a bonding session where we could just be guys in all our glory if you like, i.e. disgusting, joking around etc. But she knew where we'd all been (we'd usually take about 1/2 an hour, dad and I like to take our time when we poo). Mum just used to go off and do it by herself really. It's quite funny actually, as this week I was with my dad on a walk in the country and we both needed to poo, so it we were just thinking about when we used to go camping. It was raining a bit, but still, it's nice to have an uninterupted poo in the country side.

Shitty Shawn's picture

the summer camp i went to and will be working at this summer doesnt have open stallsprobably cause its run by the diocese and it used to be a mental facility. The camp (tygart) is still badass. I'm all for open stall shitting in fact my best friend (in the whole wide world of course!) normally come into the bathrooms at our houses and talk to each other while we shit. I must admit I usually don't go in with him cause his shit is fuggin' stinky.

Englishman's picture

Just thought I'd let you know I had a really good poo yesterday, probably the best of my life. I am a naturist and so it's great for when you want to poo freely, you can really spread your legs and get down to it. Well, I was on a naturist outing in the hills with some mates (luckily it was warm) and as we're all ok with ourselves, we thought we'd poo together. We've done it before, but not in a three. However, there were no decent branches or anything to perch on to make the poo more comfortable, so instead, on of us sat down on a tree stump and then open his legs and let someone sit of his lap, using the gap in the middle as a toilet. This is ok provided no-one is too overweight and you don't poo on their manhood. It makes a warm seat too. We took it in turns and it was a most enjoyable experience. Only thing missing was the plops, but later that day when we needed another poo, we stood over a stream and did it. It actually feels nice when you stand up, put your hands on your hips and then slowly push out your poo, it feels tighter, so you can feel every movement. If you squat down as well, you can cleam your bum whilst you are pooing in the stream, it's like a bidet. Try it and see what you reckon.

Englishman's picture

I had one poo in a river that's all; think of all the geese, ducks and other wildlife that do it. THAT goes into the sea as well. But you have a dishwasher - wouldn't it be more economical to use one bowl of water in the sink instead as opposed to wasting electricity and yet more water in such a machine? Well you are only 13 (apparently) so you are excused. I obviously wouldn't condone everyone having a poo into a river, in the woods is much better and if I live on my own in the future I will just have a biodegradable toilet. You see, you're not the only one who thinks about these things! Very conscientious though, well done indeed.

Bare-Cheek Jon's picture

Englishman - we have an eco-friendly washing-machine and a dishwasher. But I have learned how to wash up in a bowl of water. However, the busy lives my parents and I live means that we have to streamline things. (It may be that we are TOO BUSY.)

I can't change a lot on my own of course at my young age. I hope I didn't sound arrogant.

But I am trying to do my bit (pardon the pun) for the future of the planet so that it is fit for my children and grand-children.

Bare-Cheek Jon's picture

Englishman - Doing your business in a stream, which goes into rivers, and eventually into lakes or the sea could be putting us back to the days when untreated sewage caused life-threatening diseases.

I am a 13-year old English boy who has been fortunate in life. My parents, through particpating in the capitalist system - they have a small company - are able to give me a better start in life than many other children. I am an only child and have a bathroom which nobody else uses unless we have visitors. I suppose I am a posh boy. I feel guilty about it.

They send me to a fee-paying grammar school where many of the teachers fortunately have a social conscience, and being a church choirboy has also developed my ideas.

I have been involved with projects like providing water for the third world. It horrifies me how much clean water we use to flush our toilets.

It is often said that baths are wasteful of water. I have showers, not baths, but even shower water can be re-used.

Last week our school was on holiday, and I stayed in bed when my parents had gone to work. Before I had my shower I got out a large plastic box which holds toys from when I was younger. I emptied them into a cardboard box, and then stood inside the box under the shower to collect the water. I took a bucket into the bathroom, and filled it with water. When I had had my breakfast, and put my parents' and my own pots in the dishwasher, I returned to the bathroom to clean my teeth and pull my jeans down.

Afterwards I flushed everything away with one bucket of soapy water, and there was plenty left for bladder emptyings (more frequent when at home, as I drink a lot of tea.) The same can be done of course when cleaning your teeth, if you have a small bowl inside the wash basin, or even when you wash your hands.

The time might come when we HAVE to do this to save water, and perhaps link washing machines and dishwashers to a cistern which is connected to the toilet.

For Englishmen and his friends to relieve themselves in woods away from a footpath, and get a stick to cover everything up, can be good for the environment, but not pollute the water system.

One of our school teachers told us that urine can be put on a compost heap to break weeds down.

My parents do not know that I used my toy box and a bucket last week, and now I am back at school I am into my old routine. But I made my environmentally-conscious geography teacher and the class laugh when I told them. The teacher said 'Well done Jonathan'.

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I know that the doors at my shcool are gone because of a policy we have:

Write on the doors, and you won't have anything to write on anymore.

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a cleaning lady walked in on me once while using a open stall & I'm a guy. Once this cleaning guy walked in & just stood there claming he could not speak English.

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I like G-Ras's idea of the confessional type windows. Not that I want to watch anyone shitting, but it might be nice to see who I'm talking to in the next stall.

I found Jesus! He was behind the sofa the whole time!

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I've just discovered something new. At a motorway service station I found that between the cubicles the side panels had been removed and you could see and chat to the person next to you. It was nice to have a poo and a laugh at the same time, though I fear gay guys may use these as pick up points. But it was pretty cool.

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So, where are all these doorless stalls? I live in NJ and ain't seen one in 20 years. If anybody knows any ...lemme know...thanks

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I'm not from the states, so I can't help you there. Maybe you should remove the doors yourself, or invite people from this web site to come and take a poo with you in your own doorless toilets at home, perhaps.

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I don't know of any 'open stalls' in the United Kingdom - they would probably now be illegal. I remember once having to sit on a toilet without a door, but that had obviously been broken off by vandals. I have occasionally used a toilet in the same room as a urinal, and also in a youth hostel. But basically, defaecating is a private activity in the UK.

But having said that, I have been open about the matter with my younger brother and my own two small boys. My younger brother and I were usually in the bathroom which we shared together: we wanted to do the same things at the same time - early morning pee and then a shower, and after breakfast, one would drop trou, and the other clean teeth, and then swop over. I had taught him how to use the toilet by taking him in with me. It would have been pointless to go private, and in the rush for school we couldn't waste time waiting outside the bathroom, pretending not to know that the other one was sitting with his trousers round his ankles.

The only time I have had a hardon is in the mornings when getting up. The time came as a teenager, when my little brother laughed to see me sitting to wee, but it was a valuable lesson for him to know that it comes to all of us (and it did for him.)

I had one or two erections when camping with my best friend, when we had to squat. But he had the same problem.

I don't have any with my own boys, fortunately.

Lachlan: one alternative would be to pull your trousers up to shield your penis, then nobody can see. Even then, it can be very uncomfortable. Often the human penis can be like a difficult teenager, unpredictable, and defiant.

NB I think that in almost all cases the pants should be right down to the ankles, but this predicament might be an exception to that rule.

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I tried, but I'm fairly well endowed so the guard shorts didn't do much to hide the helmet.. especially when my friend was standing two feet away looking down..
I've taken many dumps in front of friends since then.. it never happened again. I think I was backed up that day in more ways than one.

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Getting a wood is always a problem when you are taking a dump. If you are in company it is more likely to happen just because you are nervouse as opposed to you actually being aroused by anything. Plus if it's cold, that can do it too. Sitting Wiper, I've never seen a toilet in the same room as a urinal, where did you see that? I saw someone pooing in a urinal once, that wasn't too nice or polite. Anyone ever fantasised about sitting in a old castle on one of those old stone latrines next to a friend and having a chat? That would be such a cool thing. I would have no qualms about it, nor being naked with then, and then you could move to an old style roman bath to clean up. Anyone else have any cool ideas?

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Twice I've been in a situation where I've taken a dump in a doorless stall.. directly across from a row of doorless stalls.
The first time, every stall was taken and there was a line.. so you didn't have a choice on where you dumped. I had an easy conversation with the guy across the way from me.. we were about the same age (28).
The second time the guy across the way started to jerk off.. Not Cool.

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It's quite rude if people start to jerk off. If they do it in a stall without involving anyone, that's ok, but don't drag the rest of us into it please. I had a good chat today with someone while were were both having a poo. There were just two toilets together in this one building at my university and it's very quiet in there so you can hear everything. Absolutely everything! We both happened to be going in at the same time and it's kind of funny when you can hear someone farting or pooing so loudly when there are only just the two of you in the toilet block. I commended him on his poo splashes, they were rather huge and he did the same for me. We both grunt and strain when we poo as well - you couldn't help but hear one another. His stall had no toilet paper either, so I obliged there. We didn't have smelly poo either, so that made it all the better. He takes his trousers off, he says it gives him more room to spread his legs and open his cheeks more so he can push his chunks out and let rip more easily - his feet came under my stall, so they must have been very spread out. It's good to get an insight into how other people crimp one off, it can help you improve your own technique and it's a bonding thing. He says he poos there most of the time, so I'll make sure I head there for future pooing so that I can do it again. I wouldn't feel ashamed about taking my trousers off in a public loo then as I know he does it.

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It is more than 10 years since I have seen a WC pedestal in the same room as a urinal in the UK. I imagine it would be illegal now.

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I agree completely with Big Wiper on open stalls. I grew up with closed stalls in school and it wasn't until I joined the Navy that I was confronted with the loss of privacy one experiences with doors. Most older Navy ships had two rows of three crappers facing each other with tiny partitions which served only to hold rolls of shit paper. It was quite a cultural shock at first, but after two days at sea you couldn't hold it anymore and had to submit to taking a shit with your buddies.

Most guys got into a regular cycle and you soon started shitting with guys on your schedule. After a week or so you didn't think twice about walking in, finding an empty crapper, dropping your pants and shorts, sitting down and letting nature take its course. There was usually a conversation in progress, or a buddy would start one when you came in. Conversations weren't even momentarily interrupted when someone farted real loud or you heard a plop when a big turd hit the water. The only shit related comments usually came when a buddy had the "drizzly shits" that everyone hates. That sound was usually met with sympathetic questions like: "Dude are you OK - what's goin on man, you sick?"

As Big Wiper said, feeling at ease to drop your shorts, bare your ass, sit down and shit with your friends is a bonding experience. If you can do that (and you have to in the Navy), you have a greater degree of closeness and trust.

I was actually glad I was able to shit in front of other guys so easily, because that helped with the next "natural thing" I needed to do in front of other guys: jerk off! That took a little more time to get used to, but after a few months at sea with no hope of getting laid, I had a lot of incentive. Hearing/seeing other guys doing it and the sounds of their satisfaction got me over that hurdle. The light-hearted joking after a buddy sees you get off (dude - was it good?) made it easier to bear.

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Loved your post. It reminded me of when I swam competitively in college. Our lockeroom had two rows of stalls facing each other.. all doorless.
Every morning before practice.. every stall was taken and there would be a line.. needless to say we were all comfortable watching and talking to each other while we unleashed our loads.
A few times.. before big meets..some of my mates and me would jerk off as well.. just to calm our nerves.
Even though we all had girlfrends at the time.. it was really bonding ..
email me if you want to share more stories

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It's been twenty years since my last open stall experience. Must admit I do miss it. However, I just returned from a trip to india and experienced my first communal shitting experience. In the village where I taught English for the past two months, the male(as well as female)would go together. At first, I did not join them but after a particularly embarrassing situation when a passing lady saw me in the woods in the middle of my droppings , I thought"the hell with it"!! WHile I was mortified, she just walked by.

Each morning, the male members of all ages would go as a group. WHere I was in Northern India(Himachal Pradesh), facilities are very primitive. Two trenches facing each other in a hut.(Water and left hand fingers ae used instead of paper) At the end of the group session, someone would pull the chain to wash it all away.

Each trench can accomodate four to five squatting and since we faced each other, every single detail cannot be missed. Conversations would go on in their dialect which I do not know but occasionally, someone would speak to me in broken English.

I got an erection on a few occasions but jerking off in front of the others was not part of the deal.

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I just returned from a camp that has to Toilets
side by side no Partions and a roof the building does have four sides not much privicy.

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The idea of open stalls is unknown in contemporay England, although it was common in factores, docks etc in the nineteenth century. I visited an orphanage twenty years ago where the bogs were without dividing walls and noted that the youngsters seemed perfectly happy to crap together or merely chat to their friends who were on the bog.There was a playing field (football etc) which had a big bog with a single trough urinal on one wall and several WCs on the rear wall, side by side. There was no bog roll adjacent to any seat, nor anywhere to hang a roll. I remember visiting Southampton Docks and finding a nineteenth century dock workers' bog with ruidimentary partitions and no doors - facing a trough urinal. In Swindon railway engine building works there were doors on the bogs stalls, but each had a 10 inch circular hole, so the foreman could check if the occupants wre reading newspapers - or w....g (?). At least one English public school (fee paying privately run school like Eton) was reputed to have no doors on the bogs. However, that would probably no longer permitted becuase all schools are subject to inspection by government inspectors and one of the aspects looked at in boarding schools is the confot, privacy and dignitiy of the students. To read so many posts regarding open stalled bogs - particlarly in American schools - is surprising, as we would naturally regard the Americans as setting standards in hygene and standards of building and maintenance. Evidently not, in the South. I wonder if Canadians have open stalls? My experience of Continentnal Europe suggests that open stalls are not found there -I have never seen any, although even in Switzerland you have some "Turkish" "squat over a porcelain hole in the floor" bogs. There are, for instance a pair side by side on Brigg Station, with proper seven foot high doors with locks. There is also a room with conventional bogs, one of which has a huge, sometimes open, window which permits passers by of both sexes to improve their crapping techniques by observing those being used by the crapper who is sitting on the bog.

I once went on board a sail traiaing ship the "Christian Raddich" - German, I think, in Oslo harbour. This had a "head" with about a dozen seats set in a circle near the bows and below decks. YOu could all sit together and sing sea shanties, whilst admiring the physique of the golden headed German youths - if you were one yourself. I am not sure if the supervisory crew and officers shared the open "heads". The "heads " were deserted at 3.30 p.m, when I visited them and I could not summon up the shit to do drop a turd myself, though I would have been pleased to have done so.

I like company when I crap. I am certainly a shameless shitter. Various friends share my liking for company and come to join me or let me join them when we are crapping in my home. The bog is in the bathroom, so there is plenty of space for them to sit or stand as they wait their turn.

How do American men and teenagers differ in their way of using the bog from British people? Do they sit upright or lean forward? Do they wipe standing or sitting and if the latter, is it from between the legs or from behind? Do they sit with legs wide apart, or parallel, or do they press their knees together, sitting upright (difficult to lean forward with your knees pressed together - especially if you have a gut like mine!)? My experience suggests that a lot of American males sit very stiffly upright and wipe sitting down, from behind, but I had an e-mail from someone showing pictures of a group of America crappers, all of whom were naked and leaning forward, generally with their legs wide apart. I knew some young Spaniards who generally sat forward and who wiped between their legs. Japanese and other orientals tend to lean forward and to wipe from behind from back to front, although I knew a Korean who sat bolt upright and then stood to wipe - Caucasians tend to wipe from front to back. My experience of European caucasians is thet they sit forwward with their legs not too wide apart and that about a quarter of them wipe standing and the rest sitting, or raised half way between sitting and standing with their arses sticking out. Wiping between legs is quite uncommon. I came across a south American once who leaned back on the wall behind as he crapped, so that his body was scarcely bent. My own habit is generally to sit forwward, but i like occasionally to sit up with dignity as straight as I can. If I am sitting forward I hold my hands in front of me - I do not need to press the tool down. If I am sitting upright I put the palms of my hands on my knees. I generally wipe sitting down and from the rear, but yesterday I started from between my legs, went on to wipe backwards from the rear and then stood up to finish the job. It was a very through cleaning process and gave me a variety of sensations as the paper wiped in the different ways against my bung hole.

Are there other differences in techniques? Do Americans hold their tools down into the bog when they crap or let them hang loose? I once came across a young American who rested his tool on the seat (he didn't seem to piss). I have come across two Japannese who held their tools up in the air and did not let them hang down into the bog. One wiped standing up and his tool stood out horizontally rather than hanging delicately down.

Well, I hope this may stimulate debate and descriptions of American ways. My best wishes to Poop Report and my fellow students of the noble art of crapping.

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AN ENGLISH GENT - The information you have gathered. Does this mean you are a man of leisure, free to make such detailed observance.

On the occasions when I have burst in on a guy sitting on the toilet (because there is no lock on the door) the main thing I have noticed is that most men's trousers are round their ankles. I shut the door quickly, saying 'Sorry' ('no problem' is the usual reply) but I don't stop to study the position of their hands, whether they are leaning forward, or whether their legs are together or apart.

Quite often I have to use a cubicle, and if there is a gap between the petition, as there usually is, guys next door usually are sitting with their trousers right down, not round their knees. You can tell this from the belt dangling on the floor, and their underpants.

Have your experiences shown whether men round the world drop their pants right down, or down to their knees, or higher up?

A lot of things I don't think any of us have thought about. For instance, I have never thought about whether I wipe from behind or from the front. I have found out tonight.

Yesterday morning I had to set out very early for a long drive to a meeting, which was going on until today. I had my shower and shave, got dressed, ready and pack, but my bowels were still asleep.

So I set out on my journey, and there were rumblings down below, just as we arrived at a traffic jam. By the time the road was clear, the urge had gone. I went through the meeting, overnight hotel, meeting again this morning, and despite dropping trou, sitting and pushing ... NOTHING. I wasn't feeling ill or anything, just worried, as I am as regular as clockwork. My wife has taken the kids to their gran's, so when I got in, I made a strong coffee, got changed and a quick shower, and still no production. I had 3 abortive sittings on the toilet, and was wondering if I was compacted.

So for a bit of relaxation I looked at PoopReport which I haven't done for a month or two. I ate a couple of apples and a plum.

I read English Gentleman's detail-packed posting.

Then I felt a twinge.

"There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries" (Shakespeare's 'Julius Caesar')

I must not miss the urge again. I switched off the computer, and adjourned to the bathroom, remembering to notice whether I wiped from the back or the front. I unbuckled and unzipped, and jeans just dropped down without pulling them down. I pushed my boxer. and I prepared to sit as long as it takes. The last download was 62 hours ago. Quite a backlog of work.

After a pee, I thought again about English Gent's posting. I had a dry run with the toilet paper - front and back. As soon as I started from the front, I knew that has never been my way. I have never lifted my balls up to wipe. But I thought I would try it at the end.

I had put a CD on - not Handel's 'Water Music', but some chamber music of Shostakovitch's String Quartets. I leaned forward slightly, clasped my hands together, pushing gently, half-forgetting where I was, and enjoying the music. Then things began to happen. It hurt a bit, but not too much, and after about ten minutes there were some splashes in the water beneath.

I checked for blood, and there was none. I tried wiping from the front, but it took a lot longer. And, as I said earlier, it was't a comfortable way for me.

But English Gent, this is the first reply to your questions. Not from the American angle. I have never been to America. I too am English; I don't call myself a 'gent' - that is for others to decide.

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PS I don't think I am for open stalls.

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Sorry if the name I adopted sounded pretentious! I am now of an age when I have given up bespoke City suits, but I am also old enough to remember when all public toilets were labeled "Gentlemen" and "Ladies". I do not aim to recommend the "through yor legs" wiping technique, merely to report that it is used by a small sample of men.
Thank you for detailing your experience of a recent dump. I am sure that regular readers found it fascinating. I commend your use of music as an encouragement to succesful action! I am very lucky, since I seem to go every day immediately I get up to shave. Quite often a second visit to the bog is needed, after breakfast, but I am seldom constipated. I suffered for a time from anal polyps and this upset my schedule, but these were excised in hospital - a most interesting sight, as I was not fully anaethesied and lay watching the activities on a TV screen. I saw parts of my inside I am not likely to see again and yes, the TV camera/knife, which were pointed, slid out of my rear and my arse did not close with a bang - scientific proof of the reason why a turd is pointed at one end!

Today's efforts were, as usual, satisfying, both before and after breakfast. I leaned well forward and wiped from front to back, whilst remaining seated in an upright position - well, with the left buttock raised from the seat for convenient access. I do not lower my body to wipe, but sit upright, using three or sometimes four sheets of Andrex put together. I do not scrunch the paper up, but carefully use it as a single multi-layer sheet. Having made several passes "blind" I looked at the last couple of sheets after I had used them, to check that my fundement was quite clean, and then pulled up my pyjamas/trousers and flushed. Because I was leaning well forward I did not need to push my tool downwards into the bog. On the occasions when I sit upright my tool hangs down without pressure. I do not have a great hard on upon awakening, so I can let my tool do its own thing. Although I am a clean cut man, I often wipe my tool before rising. One friend, who is not, does not wipe his tool and has been known to drip on the floor - what a mucky fellow!

I hope this series of posts will continue and I look forward to learning from America (and very occasionally England) more of the art of efficient evacuation and the fundemental satisfaction it offers.

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I really loke your web site.

Ben's picture

English Gent,

First of all, I applaud you for your VERY extensive research on bowel movement procedures worldwide!!

I was sent away to boarding school in the US and can report the followings:

All personal hygiene acts were performed in full view of others. No doors any where. The reason is to prevent drug taking and masturbation. Of course, the school was unsuccessful in both counts.

I remember most guys sat leaning forward with their hands held in a fist, legs not too far apart. Those who sat without their undies tended to spread their legs. Some guys sat with their legs squeezed together with their penis pushed down. I suspected they tended to get erections. If one were caught having an erection, one would be laughed at. One student got so much teasing he did leave. As a rule, the very athletic guys were in most exhibitionistic.

As for wiping, most sat down, reached downwards with one cheek raised. Some did assume the half stand/sit position with their butt sticking out. A few times I saw the Iranian guys wiping while suqatting. They would reach between their legs and wipe back to front and finish off standing. They also brought in wet loo papers for the final few wipes.

We had once an excahnge group of students from Taiwan and they enjoyed communal pooping. They would occupy all the stalls (six:three and three facing each other) and had conversations. When one of them made loud farts or plops, it was always met with cheers or jokes. I was privy to all this because they were not always successful in monopolizing the entire room. Most of them went before breakfast and were not ashamed to make loud grunting noises. They squatted and made comments in English about the exiting turd. Since the exit was in full view, I also witnessed some unbelievably huge turds!!! For wiping they reached between their legs, back to front.

After school I spent a bit of time in the Middle East. All public loos has sitting and squatting loos. Out of curiosity, I saw through the gap of the petition that they use the hose with a spray and their fingers to clean themselves. Paper is only used to wipe themselves dry afterwards.

I hope this posting further expands your already extensive knowledge, English Gent. I shall leave my own habit for another post.


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Many thanks to Ben for giving us details of school poos he has witnessed. He standards of observation and reporting would do credit to any work study team! I shall look forward to learning in detail how he does the deed which fascinates us all so much!

Unusually, I have not gone to commune with nature yet today - normally my first action on putting foot to bedroom carpet is to poop, not, I might add, on the carpet, but into the nearby bathroom pedestal, with its warm wooden seat. I think after making this post I will see what nature can achieve.

I am always surprised how some gay people are shameful shitters. They happily go backwards up a one-way street, but are ashamed to be seen going the right way down it. I am not attracted to two way traffic through the butt hole, but was much amused by having a TV camera, accompanied by a knife, going up - and coming out again - when I had rectal polyps. I have literally seen where the sun doesn't shine and seen proof that turds are pointed at one end so the arsehole doesn't close with a bang! I will draw a veil in front of the embarrassing consequences of having rectal polyps. Suffice it to say I was once 30 seconds too late on rushing into the loo by the door of my doctor's surgery, after which I had no choice but to consult him.

I was interested in Ben's note that Taiwanese and Iranians squat. In fact the vast majority of the world's population squats and we are the unusual ones. Chinese can squat with their feet flat on the ground, whereas this fat old Englishman can only squat on his toes and finds the posture most uncomfortable. Amongst Europeans squatting for choice, by climbing on the pedestal, most seem to be followers of eastern religions. I have a friend who was active in Hare Krishna and he squatted because his religious peers told him to do so. He found it perfectly conveniet and generally wiped whilst still squatting on the pedestal, but would sometimes stand up to do so. He was a strict vegan and tis may have ensured that his turds were always soft and prolific, but never explosive. I met a German who was into Krisha and he squatted, because he had been told he should do so. He stood up to wipe. I have met a Hare Krishna follower who solicits donations - very civilised, well educated Englishman - in London. Until conversion he would undoubted have shat convventionally, sitting on the pedestal and I shall ask him whether he had to change to squatting when he took his new faith and whether he was given any tuition on the new, rather difficult for newcomers, posture.

I look forwward to posts from other poop afficionados and to extend my knowledge of this most necessary art.

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The reason the stalls in the girls room always have doors is because no woman wants to see another woman change tampons.

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i didn't even read half of the posts

why so many posts?

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Your anonymous visitor asks why there are so many posts on the subject of open stalls. I think it is because they are unusual and are largely confined to American schools and colleges, probably in the south, rather than the north. Because they are an alien concept to many, if not most, readers of Poop Report, they attract comment. I was surprised to note in an earlier post that Duke University, which I had thought of as one of the more prestigeous, if not Ivy League, establishments, has open stalls in its sports changing facilities and possibly (I forget) dormitories. I was very surprised to note elsewhere that at least one J C Penny store has open stalls for men, which caused some perplexity to an incoming store manager - should he or should he not put doors on his stalls. I think the general consensus of debate was that he had no need to do so. The women's facilities had doors, of course. It appears that, whether or not the men's facilities have doors, women's facilties invariably do, mainly, it appears, so that other people shall not see tampons changed, which is said to be a rather messy and unpleasant business.

I am reminded of an open stall facility I came across on a small island in the River Danube by Vienna. It was constructed of a single concrete casting. There were several seats, set facing in the same direction, with a full height wall in front of each seat. There was also a full height wall to the left and right which formed the sides of the stall. Between the two sides was a cast concrete shelf at normal sitting height, which formed the bog seat. The two sides were the depth from front to back of the seat. The stalls were open, however, because they had no door - just a space where the door should be - and you looked in to see the user sitting sideways on, with his legs and feet occupying the "door" opening. I met a young man of 20-25 using it and he did not seem at all put out that I should see him evacuating, perhaps because I could give him the t.p. that the facilities lacked, so there was a feeling of gratitude and good will. He was sitting upright, rather than leaning forward. I wondered whether the hard edge of the concrete hole might be hurting him as he sat there, but did not ask. The facility had painted on the side in 2 feet high letters ABORT. It was cleared periodically, without human intervention, when the river rose and flooded out the facility, mainly in the autumn. It was demolished several years ago to build a railway bridge with one of its foundations on the island.

Here's to more posts on a fascinating subject!

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I am from the north eastern us and have seen lots of doorless stalls, from high school, to college, and in lots of bars. Never had a problem with them, but I have almost never seen them being used and only once shit with a guy in the stall next to me in a doorless situation.

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Glad to see people are still commenting on this interesting subject.

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What is it about JCPennys having open stalls all the time. The one around here had them for years but they were the busiest ones in the entire mall. Maybe they are cleaner with less privacy. But the first stall in the one around here was the handicapp stall that faced the door so everyone saw you even if people were only coming in to wash hands. They would even line up to use it.

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Fart Poopie, I heartily agree with you. I don't want to see anyone pulling a wad of stringed cotton out of her pussy, or shoving one in. Nor do I want anyone watching me do the same. Ew!

I found Jesus! He was behind the sofa the whole time!

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I disagree with you Wiper.
Sure, if you're liked by a lot of people, or (like you said) you went to a good school it's okay.
But did you ever stop to think about the OTHER type of school?
A guy in my school recently broke his finger because some assholes were slamming the stall door on him as he was trying to keep it shut while he shat.
And they caught his fingers in it.
Is that what you call bonding TBW?

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What does bullying in bathrooms have to do with what I was describing? The behavior of those assholes you mentioned took place in a bathroom with closed stalls. Bullying in any school bathroom should never be tolerated--but that's up to school officials to get it under control.

Of course bullying is not bonding, but that's an entirely separate issue from closed or open stalls. Your question makes no sense--particularly as it relates to my school. If the sort of behavior you describe is tolerated at your school, it makes no difference whatsoever what the facilities look like.

And, no, I definitely wouldn't want to go to your school if that's the type of thing that's going on. But it doesn't diminish the bonding that went on at my school.

Pulling My Pants Down For Peace, Plop and Posterity!

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On the subject of doorless toilets in schools, I grew up in the Chicago northwest suburbs in the late 70’s. In elementary school the washrooms all had toilets with partitions and doors but when I went to my newly-built junior high school at age 12, all of the school's washrooms had doorless toilets. I have no idea how it was for the girls washrooms. When I entered high school at 14 it was the same story. The school had been built during the 20's, then added to in the 50's and 60's. All of the boys washrooms had doorless toilets and trough-style urinals. Both the junior high and high school toilets were at the end of the washroom so no one really saw you unless they came to the far end of the washroom, although the end toilet usually had a view of the mirror and if you stood there and messed with your hair, you could sometimes see a boy in the mirror behind you taking a shit. I can remember many times seeing guys on the toilet taking a dump. I took a school shit maybe once a week, but only if I could slip in there during the study period after lunch when few students were around. Other boys had the same idea, and lots of times when I came in during a quiet period, one or even two or three guys could be on the toilet taking a shit, sometimes talking to each other, sometimes shitting in silence and a bit embarassed. Communal shitting hardly ever happened in junior high, but by the time we got to high school, kids grew up a bit and it was considered ok to do it and if a boy needed to go he just found a quieter time to do it. The 14 yr old freshmen were usually still a bit shy.

Anonymous Coward's picture

My problem is going when there are about 50 boys in the bathroom during lunch. I could care less if there are a few in there when I take a dump, but if there are more in there, I wait until there is a "lull" in there. I have IBS, so it is normal for me to go around others. And- we have "1/2 stalls" in our boys bathroom. (a wall about 3' with a lockless door.)

The Big Wiper's picture
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Your desire for more privacy because of IBS is perfectly reasonable. Sounds like you have a well-adjusted attitude.

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Anonymous Coward's picture

I knew a guy who also got broke fingers cause the other guys in the mens room kept opening the door on him while some girls stood in the main doorway.

The an from across the pondnonymous Coward's picture

I can't understand how so many Americans use open stalls with little embarrassment. More to the point, why do the schools colleges and JC Penny build them in the first place? I am a shameless shitter, but from my experience, Europeans are not. Even the "Turkish" hole in the ground toilet, so beloved of south eastern Europe, France and Italy, has a door to hide the sqautter from public view.

tidybowlman's picture

There is a Scout Ranch in New Mexico that Has a Pilot to Bomadeer It is a long square box you sit back to back to drop your load. It is all open no roof no sides.when you sit you can look at nature,and all it beauty.

Bunga Din's picture
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One of the guys I grew up with is a custodian of a high school an he sai the doors are removed so people do their business and get out, if the doors are there there is a huge increase in vandalism.

Der aufmerksame Scheisse KoenigFrommer's Review's picture

Is America unique in having open stalls? I know the Indians squat on the ground together in their villages to shit. A previous post on this thread described their way of pooping. They deliberately go as a social group and chatter whilst they poop together. I have read that a tribe of South Sea Islanders go together to watch their fellows pooping and to comment on the quality of their efforts. I know of no other society in Europe and the civilised world or, indeed, elsewhere, that shits openly or comunally, as you do in America. How did open stalls come to be built in the first place? What are ordinary people's feelings when they are presented with such a crapper? They seem a commonplace in schools at a certain level, but not at all levels, and are also common in colleges, particularly adjacent to sports changing rooms. J C Penny is said to have open stalls in its stores. Are they common in factories or offices? Are they built for the use of passengers in bus and train stations? Are there any on river ferries?. To a European it seems most odd that people should be willing to be seen pooping together in groups; such communal facilities would be illegal in English schools, but are said to contribute to "bonding" in American schools, universities, the USN and football teams. Boot camp is said to include naked communal crapping.

I would certainly be a shameless shitter in the US, but it would be impossible to behave in this way in public lavatories anywhere in Europe.

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i was in mexico quite a few years ago and was in a bar having a feed and a few beers. the actual bar was fairly long, probably about 25 foot long and at the ends of the bar were the doors for the men and the women, the door for the men were on the left and the door for the women were on the right, but when i went in the mens door, it was the one toilet as the ladies entrance had them come into the one big toilet. there was a long urinal for the men, but the actual toilets were a plank of wood with six holes in them for the women, and the men if they needed to have a shit. no pertions or anything, just this plank of wood with it holes. after i had a piss, i was just about to walk out when this stunning mexican women came in, still don't know if she had a shit in there

An English gent's picture

In the old Swindow works of the Great Western Railway in England management had cut a one foot circular hole in each of the doors of the artisan's stalls, so that foremen could check their men were not reading papers or, when they should have been working. The works closed around twenty years ago.

unbelievable's picture

I was once in a frat house at Penn state to visit my buddies and their bathroom had no stalls at all! if took a shit you were two feet away from another person taking a shit. not even dividers between seats and it was a huge open bathroom with a row of sinks and a huge mirror in front. someone would be shitting pilot and co-pilot. it's hilarious and a little awkward at first. but what blew my mind was the fact that the URINALS HAD DIVIDERS! WTF

An English Gent's picture

I was interested to see the comment by "Unbeleivable". Some years ago I met a student from Penn State. He came back to supper and he crapped without shutting the door of the bathroom. I was surprised to note he did not wipe after he had finished. I reminded him, but he said he didn't wipe "because it is dirty"! Put me off Pennsylvanians for life!

It is inconceivable that any British educational institution should have doorless cans. Door locks break, but the convention is, if the door is shut, or almost shut, don't push to see if anyone is inside.

I am shameless, but I am not sure I would want a whole crowd of strangers milling around whilst I am on the can. Crapping is a rather intimate exercise and I would prefer to choose my company and that it should be a small party, not a milling scrum!

The Big Wiper's picture
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Unbelievable: good description--i.e.--shitting pilot to co-pilot. The next imagery that occurs to me is: bombs away!

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Pantsdown Pete's picture
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Pantsdown Pete
In England, I have seldom come across public facilities with open stalls, but in London there used to be many public toilets which had doors with glass panels. I guess that the purpose of this halfway house approach to the matter under discussion was to make sure that the stalls were used for the reason intended, i.e. for taking a shit. Nobody in their right mind is going to do anything illegal or indecent behind a glass panelled door. I always felt that there might just as well have been no doors anyway. Although a few of these kind of public toilets are still around in London, many have been changed to stalls with doors which are high off the floor. So now you can still tell if a stall is occupied by the sight of the guy's trousers around his ankles.

Pantsdown Pete

Anonymous Pennsylvanian's picture

I confess to being a shameless toilet paper user from Pennsylvania. I can also attest to the fact that they also sell toilet paper in the commonwealth and that I have seen it in most restrooms, which seems to suggest that I am not alone in my use of the product. "Pennsylvania, America Wipes Here" was under consideration for the State Motto a few years back. So there.

There are also a lot of doorless stalls in our state, it seems. I have heard and seen similar scenarios at Penn State and lots of other educational institutions. All in all, where conditions are clean, I'd say the doorless stall is a healthy phenomenon, although many seem to have issues with it.

As for the urinal dividers where no stall dividers exist, I would simply suggest that perhaps the pee shy phenomenon can even be at work in a shameless shitting situation. It would be interesting to hear other thoughts on this matter.

Knickersdown Nicholas's picture


I been reading PoopReport for some time and your contribution has given me the courage to write something.

When a student about 15 years ago, I a few days in London sightseeing (the official kind)and because I am a daily shitter, there were times when I needed to find somewhere to perform. (The cheap accommodation where I stayed was a bit grotty with regard to facilities.)

I well remember some male toilets in Central London where there were glass doors as you describe. The glass was only half frosted. Some of these were underground, and artificial lighting was necessary. Some of them had hooks on the door where you could hang your coat, giving a bit of privacy, but in others, the hook was on the partition of the cubicles. In any event, most of the time the weather was warm, and guys were not wearing coats to take off.

It wasn't the done thing to press your face against the glass and see guys sitting there, especially as there was often a short queue for a cubicle. But you couldn't help seeing guys undoing their belts.

One small lad I can remember pressing his face against the glass of the cubicle where his dad was ensconced - laughing and making straining noises and pinching his nose.

I must admit that one day I was a bit naughty. I went in when all the cubicles were occupied, and as nobody else was in, I did look quite closely, ostensibly to see if any were vacant. It was interesting to see the postures - eg trousers round ankles or knees (mostly ankles), position of hands eg clasping them or resting elbows on knees.

Thank you for reminding me of that, Pete. (And also for the name you give yourself!)

Bunga Din's picture
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I think open stalls are an ABOMINATION. As posted farther up the main reason is to discourage vandalism and get the pooper in and out asap. What I fail to see is why the vast majority of peerless poopers who don't cause trouble are punished for the sins of the shitstains. There is no defense in my book for the open stall. The open stall is a common element in places where there is a concerted effort in social conditioning and behavior modification namely Prisons, the Armed Forces, camps and generally speaking I don't groove to people trying to condition my behavior.

The Dumpster's picture
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Problem with open stalls in schools is that they encourage people like my classmate, Fatback, simply to shit in their pants and keep on going. Just wait 'till I get Dave to let me post "The Fatback Archives"!

Pantsdown Pete's picture
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I'm glad you remember those glass panelled doors, Knickersdown Nicholas. If you're in London soon, you may still find some, although as I intimated before, they're increasingly rare. I never had a problem using them, and from what I recall very few guys did. I was once in one of these places with a couple of friends, and needed to take a big dump. They waited for me outside the stall while I did the job, talking to each other (and sometimes to me) and at intervals encouraging me to get a move on. I didn't mind this, as it was all good natured banter, and I was shameless even in those days. I remember another occasion when I was at a urinal in the same facility, and a guy (obviously unused to the open nature of the toilets) said to everyone within hearing, "You can see through those doors! God! You can see through them!" He almost ran screaming into the street.

Pantsdown Pete

Anonymous Coward's picture

Does any1 know of any open stalled toilets in manchester? im curious now

Knickersdown Nicholas's picture

Pantsdown Pete draws attention to the problem of frosted glass. Often you can see INTO an area meant to be private, more than you can see OUT of it. Some friends of mine moved into a new bungalow, and the bathroom had a door with frosted glass ALL THE WAY DOWN. They put a curtain over it until they could afford to have it replaced.

Actually, the glass on my bathroom window is rather close to the shower, and I have the curtain drawn, especially when I need the light on.

Most of the London public loos had glass only half way down, but there were one or two all the way down, which could be even more embarrassing to some people. I suppose the philosophical way of looking at it is to say that you are doing something which is perfectly natural. Not something to be ashamed of doing.

The name I have given myself has not been strictly true while I have been sitting at my computer writing this. I am at this moment KnickersUP Nicholas.

When I have posted this contribution to Dave, this will alter - a belt needs to be unbuckled; a zip must be undone. A wooden seat is needing some company. I will post another contribution elsewhere. But I will enjoy myself, and then set out for work.

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