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Even Girl Gymnasts Can’t Throw

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Tinder date apparently went terribly wrong after a woman got stuck hanging upside down out a window – while allegedly trying to retrieve her own poo.

Liam Smith claims his unnamed date threw her waste outside in a panic when it failed to flush down his loo after they went back to his place.

She hadn’t realised it would get stuck in between a narrow gap separating the property from another window and tried to get it back, Liam claims.

According to the student the woman’s background in gymnastics let her down and she got wedged inside the window, and Liam was forced to call firefighters to come and save her.

The fire service confirmed they attended the property to rescue a woman who had become stuck.

They were forced to destroy the window of her date Liam’s student house in the process, but the poo was apparently rescued, the Bristol Post reports.

Liam, who is studying postgraduate sociology at Bristol University, told the Mirror Online his date was a “really lovely girl”.

He said the incident happened about an hour after they’d got back to his place, and claimed his date came back from the bathroom looking “distressed”.

ht/ the big owe

31 Comments on Even Girl Gymnasts Can’t Throw

  1. Jim Beam could name me an honorary cousin, with free booze for life, and she could have SPECTACULAR assets. It still ain’t workin’ fer me….Poo touching?….NAH…

  2. That reminds me of a date I once had. Nice enough guy… he decided we’d go to the race track. That was pretty cool, for a first date. Day time, nice weather, horses, and great people watching… all the things I like.

    Well, he ate a hot dog from the concession stand. Something I didn’t do because concession stand food creeps me out. Later that afternoon, he drove me home, and I started to say goodbyes, when he asked if he could use my bathroom. Sure! We went upstairs, to my apartment, and showed him to my bathroom. Minutes pass, and then from the bathroom, with the door cracked, he asked if I could give him a garbage bag. I thought… uh… ok. I went to the kitchen and retrieved one… set it on the floor outside the bathroom door, and went into the living room to wait. Then he asked if I had more toilet paper. Yep, got that… and retreated again to the living room. He finally emerged from the bathroom with the garbage bag and quickly said his goodbyes, and left my apartment. Needless to say I never heard from him again.

    Moral of the story… Didn’t you learn anything from watching Seinfeld? Don’t eat a hot dog from a concession stand that has been twirling on the rotisserie for God knows how long.

  3. Like young Mr. Smith, I’d just laugh it off.

    Unlike young Mr. Smith, that’s because I know that a girl seeking to avoid embarrassment by retrieving and flinging her own feces out the window, then shimmying down between two walls to try and get it back, is neither physically nor psychically up to the rest of the lovely Tinder “date” I’ve got planned.

  4. It is possible to have intervening flushes during the emptying of your dump truck.

    Plus, it is possible to realize that your first date will also be your last and to leave a drain clogger in the bowl. It’d be a great dinner time story to share.

  5. When my neighbors built on to their house, she kept their old larger toilet and had it installed in her new bath.

    His new bath got the new water-stingy toilet.

    Big difference. And his ends up using more water because of more flushes.

  6. Oolook.
    Yep. I have to flush twice just to get urine out of the bowl.
    Have to wash clothes twice to get them cleanish.
    Bought a new washer and dryer even though the old ones worked fine. Gave those to a buddy. Mrs Henry would love the old ones back. Straight up trade, but I swear if buddy wouldn’t agree to a trade she’d hit him in the head with a shovel and bury him in a shallow grave just to get her old washing machine back.

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