Anonymous wrote:Pooping naked is best. Not having to worry about where my shirt is. Not having my feed tied together by clothing.
I can focus all my energy on pooping and on making sure my penis doesn't hit the inside of the bowl.
NP
Anonymous wrote:I forgot that I was wearing swim shorts instead of a two piece bottom underneath gym shorts. I bent over and pulled down my "gym shorts" and realized when I felt air on my bare butt that I had totally mooned the pool with my whole enchilada.
My two saving graces- it was my sister's pool and we are twins. So I'm forever hoping her neighborhood pool thinks she mooned them and not me.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Was at a party and went to use the bathroom. Opened the door and a man was pooping in there, completely naked. I can kind of understand taking your pants off, but your shirt? At someone else’s house? Why??
well, at home maybe. But at someone else’s place? NO WAY!
It’s like George Costanza taking off his shirt to poop on that Seinfeld episode. Just, why??
It runs in my family.
As long as my house isn’t too cold, I prefer to poop naked. I can’t really explain it. It feels kind of athletic? Sometimes I break a mild sweat. Maybe pooping is a whole-body action and my body works the best when it is unrestricted. Maybe it has something to do with the vagus nerve.
My grown son does this too and on top of that, he does the “perch”. It may not be a coincidence that he has an incredibly toned and fit body and never gets sick.
You would never guess it. We are very boring normal appearing people.
I wouldn’t do that in someone else’s house but I wouldn’t begrudge someone who did.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Was at a party and went to use the bathroom. Opened the door and a man was pooping in there, completely naked. I can kind of understand taking your pants off, but your shirt? At someone else’s house? Why??
well, at home maybe. But at someone else’s place? NO WAY!
It’s like George Costanza taking off his shirt to poop on that Seinfeld episode. Just, why??
Anonymous wrote:Sneaking out for a skinny dip in our backyard pool after midnight and realizing my parents were already out there relaxing under the stars in the adjacent hot tub. I had left my bedroom wearing nothing but flip flops because all the towels were outside, and I’m the motion sensor spotlight I had to walk through left little to the imagination…