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I am currently in Lyon 
I am defecating as I type this 

Can't specifically recall a particular shit, but as an aside I had possibly the toughest baguette I have ever gnawed through right outside the Stade De France.

DukeofDevo wrote: ↑17 Jan 2025, 21:20 Whenever possible I avoid France or anything French

Whenever possible I avoid France or anything French

They love a turd in France. If you go to the doctor with a sprained wrist or a cut knee, they'll demand a stool sample.

2002. Skiing in Avoriaz.

Last summer on a wine run. 

1988. Thanks for reminding me, I'll have to start planning for the 40th anniversary. I popped into the loo-vre for one iirc.

October - Dug a hole and dumped in it whilst fishing the River Lot

I had a shit on the Eurostar going to Waterloo from Paris on the French side. Not sure if it counts as I don't know where it was emptied. So  Fréjus it is, in a camp site bog. It was my first shit in several days.

Not directly in France but on the way to Brussels for the 76 ECWC final I curled out a banger of a shit on the ferry which at the time was in French waters so that counts.

This morning.

I one time piss my selve on the Berlin U-Bahn

Dunno but I once had to take a shit down a very steep hill in a wood in the middle of a long car journey somewhere in the hinterland of France. Lucky I had some bog roll on me.

The last time I was in France was about 12 years ago on a day trip I didn't have a shit on French soil but had a shit on the ferry as it left Calais so you could say I dumped wile the ferry was still in French waters. Does this count?. 

Would’ve been 2016 when I was over there for the Euros.

I wouldn't want to waste the satisfaction you get by defecating on that shit hole of a place.

December - Disneyland Paris (the hotel not the park).

Last feb in Lille

 

Didn't actually do one in France but I shat a massive log in Dover put a little sail on it and pointed it towards Pas de Calais. With favourable winds, it should be there by now. 

October 2019. I was on a 2 year assignment just outside Paris near Versailles. Versailles is great place btw. Not like the shit hole Paris has become. Loads of greaqt bars and restaurants and tons of tottie. 

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair. So, around about 2010.

 

About 10 years ago in a cafe just over the river from Notre Dame. I blame the absinthe I'd drunk, mixed with a bottle of champagne, for making me pebble dash their shitter. Got the train back to London just after and haven't got around to going back since.