Soldato
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Here's my story, I'll write it in here but tbh I wasn't embarrassed
Many years ago me and a mate went on a last minute holiday to Tenerife for a week. One night ,after a few days of constant drinking we were heading back from a pub in the early hours when I suddenly got the urge to go for a no.2.
I hadn't been to the loo for a few days so I was pretty desperate, I knew I was too far from the hotel to make it and we were in an area where everything had shut for the night , I then noticed some kind of small underground shopping mall so I mentioned to my mate of my predicament and told him to keep a look out whilst I headed down the steps.
I found a doorway, pulled down my pants and started doing my business, it was instant relief but just as I was enjoying the moment I heard my mate desperately shouting "hurry up, the cops are coming!".
I quickly snapped it off , kitted up and headed back up the steps, my mate looked really concerned and sure enough there was a Spanish copper a few hundred yards away heading towards us, we guessed he had seen us and thought he was probably suspicious that we were upto no good so we quickly walked off, after we got down the road we looked back to see said policeman heading down the steps.
I can only imagine his face as he was greeted by the steaming monster pile of poo I had left behind.
Hmmm classy!