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		<title>By: Sir_poopy_pants</title>
		<link>http://manbehindtheclouds.com/2009/06/26/embarrassing-bathroom-moments/#comment-636</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2011 07:53:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[nooooo that actually happened my freshman year ....yes yes the caf food goes right through you......8 oclock class - 10 oclock class and my stomach was boiling a mean cup of butt stew....well almost darting to my house.....lowe and behold it let itself out, while im on the sidewalk 2 buildings away from home....i paused and im sure the look on my face was priceless....relief and embaressment.....and to top it of i had to walk the rest of the way with wet stinky poopy pants and my roommates girlfirend flings the door open as i stick my key in to enter againthat face hit me like oh crap literally......when i finally got cleaned up i told my &quot;dave&quot; (bestie) and he died laughing and still teases me about  it to this day....:-{]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>nooooo that actually happened my freshman year &#8230;.yes yes the caf food goes right through you&#8230;&#8230;8 oclock class &#8211; 10 oclock class and my stomach was boiling a mean cup of butt stew&#8230;.well almost darting to my house&#8230;..lowe and behold it let itself out, while im on the sidewalk 2 buildings away from home&#8230;.i paused and im sure the look on my face was priceless&#8230;.relief and embaressment&#8230;..and to top it of i had to walk the rest of the way with wet stinky poopy pants and my roommates girlfirend flings the door open as i stick my key in to enter againthat face hit me like oh crap literally&#8230;&#8230;when i finally got cleaned up i told my &#8220;dave&#8221; (bestie) and he died laughing and still teases me about  it to this day&#8230;.:-{</p>
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		<title>By: Randy</title>
		<link>http://manbehindtheclouds.com/2009/06/26/embarrassing-bathroom-moments/#comment-623</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 01:59:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[so...little Billy comes home from his field trip and Mommy says, &quot;Well Billy, how was the school trip?&quot;  Billy replies, &quot;It was fun!&quot;  Mommy asks, &quot;What was the best part?&quot;  Little Billy thinks for
a few seconds and says, &quot;It was when we all saw the fat truck-driver covered with sh*t get up and run out of the rest room!&quot;  end scene]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>so&#8230;little Billy comes home from his field trip and Mommy says, &#8220;Well Billy, how was the school trip?&#8221;  Billy replies, &#8220;It was fun!&#8221;  Mommy asks, &#8220;What was the best part?&#8221;  Little Billy thinks for<br />
a few seconds and says, &#8220;It was when we all saw the fat truck-driver covered with sh*t get up and run out of the rest room!&#8221;  end scene</p>
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		<title>By: Randy</title>
		<link>http://manbehindtheclouds.com/2009/06/26/embarrassing-bathroom-moments/#comment-622</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 01:35:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My story is a bit different from the previous posters.  I have told this to my family and
my Dad always laughs hysterically.  I have been a long-haul truck driver for more than 15
years and many times (due to the unusual schedules &amp; terrible food in truck stops) upset
stomach and gastro-intestinal problems often occur.   About 10 years ago I was driving in
a southern state (not sure, Alabama or Mississippi or Georgia) and my stomach started
churning and making noises like an old barn door and I felt the pressure start to build in
my gut.  I was looking for a place to pull over and luckily came upon a roadside rest area.
This was an old, old rest area that had a cinder block building with rest rooms.  I was able
to pull in, and clenching my cheeks together, hurried to the men&#039;s room.  I didn&#039;t quite make
it inside when my butt started to squirt but I was still trying to keep my cheeks together the
best I could.  When I entered the restroom I noticed only two stalls and they were built in a
way that the cinder block divider was only about three feet high between the two stalls and 
there were no doors - just open to the rest of the room.  I made it to one of the toilets,
yanked down my pants and exploded all at the same time - most of my doody made it in 
the bowl but there was some mess on me and around the area.  After about 30 seconds,
and feeling some relief, I started to hear a bunch of noise outside of the restroom - it got
closer and closer and sounded like a SCHOOLYARD.  Suddenly, two busloads of school
children appear in front of me (remember, no door on the stall) and start to line-up for 
their &quot;turn&quot;.  Well, 8,9,10 year olds do not have enough common sense to remove them-
selves from such an embarrasing situation and just stood there - gawking at the fat, bald-
headed truck driver with sh*t all over himself and the mess on and around the toilet.
Then, I noticed, no toilet paper !!  Just stood up, pulled my stained pants back-up and
got out of there as fast as I could.  I got back in my truck and cleaned up the best I could
and changed clothes.  Doesn&#039;t anyone teach their kids manners anymore ??]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My story is a bit different from the previous posters.  I have told this to my family and<br />
my Dad always laughs hysterically.  I have been a long-haul truck driver for more than 15<br />
years and many times (due to the unusual schedules &amp; terrible food in truck stops) upset<br />
stomach and gastro-intestinal problems often occur.   About 10 years ago I was driving in<br />
a southern state (not sure, Alabama or Mississippi or Georgia) and my stomach started<br />
churning and making noises like an old barn door and I felt the pressure start to build in<br />
my gut.  I was looking for a place to pull over and luckily came upon a roadside rest area.<br />
This was an old, old rest area that had a cinder block building with rest rooms.  I was able<br />
to pull in, and clenching my cheeks together, hurried to the men&#8217;s room.  I didn&#8217;t quite make<br />
it inside when my butt started to squirt but I was still trying to keep my cheeks together the<br />
best I could.  When I entered the restroom I noticed only two stalls and they were built in a<br />
way that the cinder block divider was only about three feet high between the two stalls and<br />
there were no doors &#8211; just open to the rest of the room.  I made it to one of the toilets,<br />
yanked down my pants and exploded all at the same time &#8211; most of my doody made it in<br />
the bowl but there was some mess on me and around the area.  After about 30 seconds,<br />
and feeling some relief, I started to hear a bunch of noise outside of the restroom &#8211; it got<br />
closer and closer and sounded like a SCHOOLYARD.  Suddenly, two busloads of school<br />
children appear in front of me (remember, no door on the stall) and start to line-up for<br />
their &#8220;turn&#8221;.  Well, 8,9,10 year olds do not have enough common sense to remove them-<br />
selves from such an embarrasing situation and just stood there &#8211; gawking at the fat, bald-<br />
headed truck driver with sh*t all over himself and the mess on and around the toilet.<br />
Then, I noticed, no toilet paper !!  Just stood up, pulled my stained pants back-up and<br />
got out of there as fast as I could.  I got back in my truck and cleaned up the best I could<br />
and changed clothes.  Doesn&#8217;t anyone teach their kids manners anymore ??</p>
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		<title>By: Robin</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jan 2011 04:18:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fortunately, my most embarrassing bathroom story took place when I was by myself, but it was still horrifying nonetheless.  About 2 years ago, I was on a high protein diet and as anyone who eats a high protein/low carb diet is well aware, you get bound up pretty well.  To balance it, I&#039;d usually take a fiber supplement but I ran out over the course of the weekend and didn&#039;t feel like dealing with going to Wal Mart on a Saturday, soooooo as luck would have it I had some laxatives on hand.  I popped a couple and thought no more about it.  

Now these are supposed to be the &quot;gentle, overnight&quot; variety of laxative.  When I wake up Sunday morning, I&#039;m expecting a nice healthy poop after I workout and eat my breakfast.  Well, no poop for me.

So around noon I pop a couple more laxatives and figure that I&#039;ll go by the time I&#039;m ready for bed.

Nada.

Monday rolls around and out of sheer laziness, I call into work and say I&#039;m going to be a couple of hours late so I turn off my alarm and sleep in for an hour and a half.  Boy howdy!  Angels were looking out for me that day, because if I hadn&#039;t called in late, the following would have probably happened at my desk instead of in my vehicle.  I get up, get my shower and am ready to start my day.  I hop in my Blazer and am about halfway to work when I get the tiniest, eensiest, itty bitty-est gas pain so I lift my cheek in preparation to rip a little fart, when suddenly I unleash an unholy torrent of diarrhea that completely soaks through my jeans in an instant.

The first thought that goes through my head as I turn my Blazer around is, &quot;Thank goodness my seats are leather.&quot;  The second thought that goes through my head is, &quot;Am I getting to the age where pooping on myself is going to become a major issue?&quot;  And then the third thought that goes through my head is, &quot;How on earth am I going to get from my vehicle into my residence without passing any neighbors or at least how can I stay far enough away from other tenants so they don&#039;t get a whiff of the load in my drawers or a glimpse of the huge brown stain all over the back of my faded jeans?&quot;

For a day that began with explosive diarrhea, it was actually a pretty lucky day for me.  I passed NO neighbors between my parking space and my front door, got to work 3 hours late instead of 2 and fortunately didn&#039;t have to go again for the rest of the day and I think I lost about 4 pounds that day!

Also, I had to rethink the whole Adkins diet thing...the end.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Fortunately, my most embarrassing bathroom story took place when I was by myself, but it was still horrifying nonetheless.  About 2 years ago, I was on a high protein diet and as anyone who eats a high protein/low carb diet is well aware, you get bound up pretty well.  To balance it, I&#8217;d usually take a fiber supplement but I ran out over the course of the weekend and didn&#8217;t feel like dealing with going to Wal Mart on a Saturday, soooooo as luck would have it I had some laxatives on hand.  I popped a couple and thought no more about it.  </p>
<p>Now these are supposed to be the &#8220;gentle, overnight&#8221; variety of laxative.  When I wake up Sunday morning, I&#8217;m expecting a nice healthy poop after I workout and eat my breakfast.  Well, no poop for me.</p>
<p>So around noon I pop a couple more laxatives and figure that I&#8217;ll go by the time I&#8217;m ready for bed.</p>
<p>Nada.</p>
<p>Monday rolls around and out of sheer laziness, I call into work and say I&#8217;m going to be a couple of hours late so I turn off my alarm and sleep in for an hour and a half.  Boy howdy!  Angels were looking out for me that day, because if I hadn&#8217;t called in late, the following would have probably happened at my desk instead of in my vehicle.  I get up, get my shower and am ready to start my day.  I hop in my Blazer and am about halfway to work when I get the tiniest, eensiest, itty bitty-est gas pain so I lift my cheek in preparation to rip a little fart, when suddenly I unleash an unholy torrent of diarrhea that completely soaks through my jeans in an instant.</p>
<p>The first thought that goes through my head as I turn my Blazer around is, &#8220;Thank goodness my seats are leather.&#8221;  The second thought that goes through my head is, &#8220;Am I getting to the age where pooping on myself is going to become a major issue?&#8221;  And then the third thought that goes through my head is, &#8220;How on earth am I going to get from my vehicle into my residence without passing any neighbors or at least how can I stay far enough away from other tenants so they don&#8217;t get a whiff of the load in my drawers or a glimpse of the huge brown stain all over the back of my faded jeans?&#8221;</p>
<p>For a day that began with explosive diarrhea, it was actually a pretty lucky day for me.  I passed NO neighbors between my parking space and my front door, got to work 3 hours late instead of 2 and fortunately didn&#8217;t have to go again for the rest of the day and I think I lost about 4 pounds that day!</p>
<p>Also, I had to rethink the whole Adkins diet thing&#8230;the end.</p>
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		<title>By: Tom</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Dec 2010 15:02:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[one time i was doing the state test when i was in 5th grade (im 24 now) and i had to piss i was really neverous to and i pas gas when im nervous. so i started passing gas and denied it everyone was looking at me and i got even more nervous and pissed myself]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>one time i was doing the state test when i was in 5th grade (im 24 now) and i had to piss i was really neverous to and i pas gas when im nervous. so i started passing gas and denied it everyone was looking at me and i got even more nervous and pissed myself</p>
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		<title>By: Sarah</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Dec 2010 01:28:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is the best website ive ever been to let me share my story
                                  So i was in the city with my friends and I had some pretezl&#039;s some coffe and some really rich cheescake. So were shopping in macys when all of a sunnden my stomach starts gurgling. At first I think its not gonna bother me but then it gets worse. The worse thing is im wearing a white mini skirt and a thong. Me and my friends exit macys we walk a bit when the gurgling gets worse. So we just stop in the middle of the city when we stop to see a street performer and in the middle of the show i just start farting and the whole crowd goes queit. Then i just stand on the floor and star moaning and i trying to hold it and i walk to the middle of the crowd by accident and dihhrea just goes everywhere i start peeing and everyone is taking pictures the poop is still pouring out. Im still peein . my earing falls and i bend to pick it up. there is a little girl in the crowd and piss squirts oll over her and the last drops off poop is coming out. i feel so stupid at this point so i run to the cab and go home leavin my friends behind. and of course i stink up the cab
-ps did elvis really die from pooping?
-sarah]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is the best website ive ever been to let me share my story<br />
                                  So i was in the city with my friends and I had some pretezl&#8217;s some coffe and some really rich cheescake. So were shopping in macys when all of a sunnden my stomach starts gurgling. At first I think its not gonna bother me but then it gets worse. The worse thing is im wearing a white mini skirt and a thong. Me and my friends exit macys we walk a bit when the gurgling gets worse. So we just stop in the middle of the city when we stop to see a street performer and in the middle of the show i just start farting and the whole crowd goes queit. Then i just stand on the floor and star moaning and i trying to hold it and i walk to the middle of the crowd by accident and dihhrea just goes everywhere i start peeing and everyone is taking pictures the poop is still pouring out. Im still peein . my earing falls and i bend to pick it up. there is a little girl in the crowd and piss squirts oll over her and the last drops off poop is coming out. i feel so stupid at this point so i run to the cab and go home leavin my friends behind. and of course i stink up the cab<br />
-ps did elvis really die from pooping?<br />
-sarah</p>
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		<title>By: Man Behind The Clouds</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2010 16:45:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[wow austin that is a pretty embarrassing story. but nonetheless i am glad you shared it here on man behind the clouds.  well hopefully your girl realizes how much you care about her! thanks for the comments and checking out man behind the clouds.  feel free to tell your friends and to come back often!

-MBTC]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>wow austin that is a pretty embarrassing story. but nonetheless i am glad you shared it here on man behind the clouds.  well hopefully your girl realizes how much you care about her! thanks for the comments and checking out man behind the clouds.  feel free to tell your friends and to come back often!</p>
<p>-MBTC</p>
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		<title>By: Austin</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2010 05:42:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[this story is so emarrasing, and disgusting at the same time. but its not better than the ryan&#039;s steakhouse story.
this happened about a  year ago when i was 15. it was my birthday and my gf, my friends, and i were going out to eat. unfortunately, we ate at taco bell. when ever i eat there i get real bad explosive diarrhea. but it was my gf&#039;s idea, and i didnt want to hurt her feelings so i ate there anyways.
the food tastes so good to me, so i ate about 4 tacos and drunk 2 cokes. here i am, eating my 5th taco and here comes the bubble guts. everyone around could hear the grumbles. but i figured i would ignore it and continue eating. then the grumbles got louder and my gf asked &quot;austin, honey are you okay?&quot; i said fine and excused myself to the bathroom. i had to walk/run before i exploded. when i got there i went in the last stall and unleashed. it sounded like an explosion in there. iliterally pumped liquid shit out of my ass for 15 or so minutes. i stood up, thinking i was done but here it came again. more farts, squirts, and explosions. god, i shouldnt have ate here. i thought. i was in there for at least 30 minutes; my friends must of thought i died or something. after i was done for sure, i felt tons better. 
so theres my emarrasing story.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>this story is so emarrasing, and disgusting at the same time. but its not better than the ryan&#8217;s steakhouse story.<br />
this happened about a  year ago when i was 15. it was my birthday and my gf, my friends, and i were going out to eat. unfortunately, we ate at taco bell. when ever i eat there i get real bad explosive diarrhea. but it was my gf&#8217;s idea, and i didnt want to hurt her feelings so i ate there anyways.<br />
the food tastes so good to me, so i ate about 4 tacos and drunk 2 cokes. here i am, eating my 5th taco and here comes the bubble guts. everyone around could hear the grumbles. but i figured i would ignore it and continue eating. then the grumbles got louder and my gf asked &#8220;austin, honey are you okay?&#8221; i said fine and excused myself to the bathroom. i had to walk/run before i exploded. when i got there i went in the last stall and unleashed. it sounded like an explosion in there. iliterally pumped liquid shit out of my ass for 15 or so minutes. i stood up, thinking i was done but here it came again. more farts, squirts, and explosions. god, i shouldnt have ate here. i thought. i was in there for at least 30 minutes; my friends must of thought i died or something. after i was done for sure, i felt tons better.<br />
so theres my emarrasing story.</p>
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		<title>By: Catwoman</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Catwoman]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2010 00:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well , i had no idea!!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well , i had no idea!!</p>
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		<title>By: Catwoman</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2010 23:59:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ummmmm.....uhhhhhh...thanks for the info...?]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ummmmm&#8230;..uhhhhhh&#8230;thanks for the info&#8230;?</p>
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