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dirtbag
climber
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Topic Author's Original Post - Jan 3, 2007 - 02:54pm PT
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I figured we needed a thread about poop. Share anything that comes to mind.
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screelover
Mountain climber
Ottawa, Canada
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I think this thread should be eliminated.
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UncleDoug
Social climber
N. lake Tahoe
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More like, it should be flushed.
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clode
Trad climber
portland, or
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You guys are too cerebral. Can you just say "s&%t" and get on with it?
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feelio Babar
Trad climber
Sneaking up behind you...
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Don't like some one?
poop in their toilet tank.
the gift that keeps on giving.
that's all I have to say about poop.
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darshahlu
Trad climber
Irvine, CA
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poop toob!!!!!
poop.
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darshahlu
Trad climber
Irvine, CA
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Oh, and for some odd reason, I always seem to get the "moops" when I'm camping. Thats when the poop isn't poop but a slushy form of it. Many times I've come up with too little toilet paper, had to use leaves, or had to worry about splashing on my pants.
I think its the food I eat when I go camping/hiking.
poop.
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happiegrrrl
Trad climber
New York, NY
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Matter Out Of Place.....
That's the usual definiton or whatever of the acronym "moop." Big word on the Burning Man "I'm so cool because I know what "moop" means" circuit....
But, hey....I'm here to help. So, what can your "moop" mean????
Mushy Out Of Paper?
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k-man
Gym climber
SCruz
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I learned, and am daily reminded of the fact that, sh#t goes downhill.
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elcapfool
Big Wall climber
hiding in plain sight
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Pitch 24, 6:32am.
Jimmy finally understands the expression "That sh#t won't fly"...
Much to the chagrin of Timmy, at the base.
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happiegrrrl
Trad climber
New York, NY
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"In cyber space, no one can smell your shit".....
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Burns
Trad climber
Arlington, VA
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I can't resist, the finest poop related post, nay, the finest post of any kind ever to appear on the tacostand, compliments of Slobmonster:
"Oh, the memories.
Fifth or sixth pitch of the Whitney-Gilman Ridge, on Cannon Cliff, NH. I'd been dating my girlfriend for only a short while, enough to become close, but still far enough apart that we hadn't yet shared *everything.* "Hurry up, honey," I pleaded, squeezing all those little Kiegels muscles like there wouldn't be a tomorrow. She (finally) gets up to the belay, and I have to ask the mortified lass to simply look the other way, as I lay waste to the barbarian at the gate. It was "one of those" poos, the big ones, fed on sardines and cheddar cheese, the kind that you look down upon in horror as it fills the toilet bowl in a coiled serpentine bomb. Finished (finally!) I picked up the rock I'd defiled, and tossed it straight into the Black Dike. In its complex airborne oscillations the poo strecthed to its full and horrible length before breaking apart due to the stresses of flight. "
Call me juvenile, but that may be the funniest stand alone paragraph I have ever read.
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happiegrrrl
Trad climber
New York, NY
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True that! I rmember the first time I read that story. I think I burst out in sponatneous laughter every half hour or so for the rest of the day. it is a fine piece of "poop lit."
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climbrunride
Trad climber
Durango, CO
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Ut-oh. Bad memories of a poop bag landing on my bivy sack on Washington Column. But thank goodness for GoreTex. Yuk!
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darshahlu
Trad climber
Irvine, CA
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Fifth or sixth pitch of the Whitney-Gilman Ridge, on Cannon Cliff, NH. I'd been dating my girlfriend for only a short while, enough to become close, but still far enough apart that we hadn't yet shared *everything.* "Hurry up, honey," I pleaded, squeezing all those little Kiegels muscles like there wouldn't be a tomorrow. She (finally) gets up to the belay, and I have to ask the mortified lass to simply look the other way, as I lay waste to the barbarian at the gate. It was "one of those" poos, the big ones, fed on sardines and cheddar cheese, the kind that you look down upon in horror as it fills the toilet bowl in a coiled serpentine bomb. Finished (finally!) I picked up the rock I'd defiled, and tossed it straight into the Black Dike. In its complex airborne oscillations the poo strecthed to its full and horrible length before breaking apart due to the stresses of flight. "
That IS the funniest thing I have read here in a while
SWEET POOP POSTS!
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Jello
Social climber
No Ut
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My partner sh#t on my head on El Cap, once. The story is on the Cloudwalker DVD on which I offered a discount to ST-ers last month. In honor of this thread, the discount will now go deeper - to $10 (about half-price). I want to spread the sh#t around! Just send me an e-mail and include your address.
-BrownJello
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Jello
Social climber
No Ut
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Scott- it's jeplowe@netscape.com
Cheers!
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spud
climber
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Haustral churning, defecation, peristalsis, imminent evacuation
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