That middle one is probably the mom..
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1, 3, nah I'm good
That ass was made for prone-bone!! Climb it, mount it and plant the flag!She has a thick butt, she’s not fat. Time to eat.
Lol, tree’d… You guys are actually shitting in them!? Most go in there too pee and jerk-off…Try exercising self-love in one of those porta-potties in the desert.
Try exercising self-love in one of those porta-potties in the desert.
Man. Back when I was on job sites there was this dude I'd wait for him to go in. I'd find the biggest rock I could to drop down the vent and take off running like a bat out of hell and go hide. No one ever gave me up and thank God they didn't cause this dude could've pummeled me easily. The dudes on my crew would take off their company shirts (doing HVAC in a new dorm building, working in the attic) for some relief from the heat and I'd stuff them in the vent. I kind of miss them days.Shitting in a 130 degree porta shitter holding a turd mound less than 3” from the crest of the bowl is a dangerous, but necessary, evil.
It is pretty refreshing stepping back out into the 90 degree sunshine. The slightest breeze and a 40 degree temperature drop makes a day.
Ummm that's sand people and their wives you bigot...It's no wonder those sand Indians start tagging goats.
Rag hats don't have porta-potties....It's no wonder those sand Indians start tagging goats.
Pretty much just a hole in the ground and that’s considered fancy…Rag hats don't have porta-potties....
It's all about that first big breath exiting the john. All weather is better outside the shit house...even rain.Shitting in a 130 degree porta shitter holding a turd mound less than 3” from the crest of the bowl is a dangerous, but necessary, evil.
It is pretty refreshing stepping back out into the 90 degree sunshine. The slightest breeze and a 40 degree temperature drop makes a day.
You don’t enjoy that chemical poo stew fragrance!!!?It's all about that first big breath exiting the john. All weather is better outside the shit house...even rain.
That's terrible! A side from having your pecker touch the toilet bowl, having that blue shit juice splashing up onto your dangling ball sack....I don't want to imagine worse.Man. Back when I was on job sites there was this dude I'd wait for him to go in. I'd find the biggest rock I could to drop down the vent and take off running like a bat out of hell and go hide. No one ever gave me up and thank God they didn't cause this dude could've pummeled me easily. The dudes on my crew would take off their company shirts (doing HVAC in a new dorm building, working in the attic) for some relief from the heat and I'd stuff them in the vent. I kind of miss them days.
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