Another one
Here's another one I recall. When I was in my 20's I met a couple of Canadian girls on the ferry between Brindisi and Corfu. Once we got to Corfu, they wanted to go to the nude beach and I said, "Hell ya!" We spent the afternoon comparing who had the tannest ass, drinking beer, etc. Good times. That evening the three of us decided to share a room. They were both hot enough that I couldn't decide which one I wanted first. Then...my stomach started gurgling. I remembered eating some spaghetti with meat sauce at the beach earlier. So instead of taking turns on my Canadian friends, I spent the night in the toilet, crapping my brains out. It was one of those Greek rooms built out of cinderblocks, with no rugs or hangings to deaden the acoustics. I was quite embarrassing. Sadly, I never had such an opportunity again.
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