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:thumbsup: Its always a subject close to my heart.

Whilst out jogging, I shit myself in Southwick park. I'd been a bit "loose" of late, but didn't anticipate any issues when I headed out. As I jogged down past The Ship though, that ominous gurgling began and I realised that unavoidable cack was imminent. I headed for the park, made a beeline for...