Jippy tum anyone?
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Saw my brother in law today, first day back from his holiday in Cancun and thought I would share this little story of his adventure;
Having booked on a coach trip to see the Myan(?) temples he got a dose of jippy tum. Not being one to waste his cash he medicated and got on the coach along with the Mexican guide and a 50 odd Americans. Early on the guide announced that the onboard toilet was suitable only for 'wee-wee'.
Part way there the urge overtook him and he had to venture to the toilet and pebble dash the room. Sadly the smell escaped and the guide got on the tannoy demanding to know who had made the horrendous smell in the bog when she had forbidden them doing anything other than a fragrant squirt. The Merkins start blaming some old dear who denied the deed, loudly announcing that she hadn't 'even passed gas'.
He is now trapped in the bog with more and more smell seeping into the coach, unable to leave because everyone will know it was him. The smell got worse, much worse. So much so, that some of the Americans started to gag with the smell and become sick. The coach made an emergency stop and everyone had to get off the coach so people could be sick in the bushes.
By now the guide had realised someone was still in the toilet and he was unceremoniously dragged out passed the rows of vomitting yanks, apologising as he went.
I nearly wet myself when he told me.
Having booked on a coach trip to see the Myan(?) temples he got a dose of jippy tum. Not being one to waste his cash he medicated and got on the coach along with the Mexican guide and a 50 odd Americans. Early on the guide announced that the onboard toilet was suitable only for 'wee-wee'.
Part way there the urge overtook him and he had to venture to the toilet and pebble dash the room. Sadly the smell escaped and the guide got on the tannoy demanding to know who had made the horrendous smell in the bog when she had forbidden them doing anything other than a fragrant squirt. The Merkins start blaming some old dear who denied the deed, loudly announcing that she hadn't 'even passed gas'.
He is now trapped in the bog with more and more smell seeping into the coach, unable to leave because everyone will know it was him. The smell got worse, much worse. So much so, that some of the Americans started to gag with the smell and become sick. The coach made an emergency stop and everyone had to get off the coach so people could be sick in the bushes.
By now the guide had realised someone was still in the toilet and he was unceremoniously dragged out passed the rows of vomitting yanks, apologising as he went.
I nearly wet myself when he told me.
Edited by Brown and Boris on Thursday 7th August 17:28
Your brother in law might like to note my experience for future reference....
http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&a...
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Which seems to have lost loads of posts.
Perhaps the most useful advice was to remain seated whilst hurling into plastic bags in the car, in case the other end breaks free under pressure...
That way, it shoots up your back, not down your legs, thus making driving more comfortable...
http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&a...
edit...
Which seems to have lost loads of posts.
Perhaps the most useful advice was to remain seated whilst hurling into plastic bags in the car, in case the other end breaks free under pressure...
That way, it shoots up your back, not down your legs, thus making driving more comfortable...
Edited by mybrainhurts on Thursday 7th August 17:40
Jasandjules said:
Brown and Boris said:
And he is BEGGING the people who his mate who was there has told, not to spread the story any further, which makes it even funnier.
At least he can rely on you eh?!?!? Is he married yet as this is prime wedding speech material?
Jasandjules said:
MK4 Slowride said:
Is he married yet as this is prime wedding speech material?
It's his Brother In Law from the OP IIRC... So yes married...
But still, it will suit a birthday, or anniversary speech just as well...
An amusing story to be sure.
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ks me off though - how can they ban anybody from taking a st!? If you've got to go you've got to go!
In your brother's situation I think I would have shouted down the tour guide and asked if they would have preferred me to st myself in my seat?
I had food poisoning on a coach tour in Italy once and was told the toilet was "out of order" - it generally means that the driver can't be bothered to clean it up later.
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ks me off though - how can they ban anybody from taking a st!? If you've got to go you've got to go!In your brother's situation I think I would have shouted down the tour guide and asked if they would have preferred me to s
t myself in my seat?I had food poisoning on a coach tour in Italy once and was told the toilet was "out of order" - it generally means that the driver can't be bothered to clean it up later.
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