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I have two stories. Strangest "place" would probably be on a moving bus, going from Chicago to Champaign coming back from winter break last year. Trying to take a shit in a moving bus is weird, having your girlfriend with you on the bus makes it weirder, and how we just sat at the back and there was almost no one but us and the driver just made it perfect.
Strangest "occasion"? On a vacuum. My fraternity has a few shopvacs, and apparently hammered me thought it was a decent idea to pull down my pants and just go for it. I still feel bad for the pledge that had to clean it up; I never drank that much so in some sense that night was a turn for the better?
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