Outhouse

[clear out]

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[rustynail]

When we were kids, a couple of mates and I found an old 303 rifle leaning against the wall inside a cave. We noticed it was cocked and the bolt wouldnt shift so we took it home for further study. It was decided to take it to the mates place as that was the closest. Behind the outdoor dunny seemed the most logical place to carry out our study and it was decided that the first thing to do was determine if it was loaded. Well it was my mates place afterall so he took it upon himself to carry out this initial test. Bang! Straight through the backwall of the dunny and straight through the can! Out came Chris' dad. Duds arround his ankles and looking to kill. I remember the flogging we got only to well.
Thanks Henry for the reminder.

[Tonyz]

little left field

[Crunchie]

When I was a teacher we took Yr 11 camps to the Flinders Ranges. My camp was what we call a "Standing Camp" with a long-drop where we pitched the tents and operated from that spot for 4 days, rather than move camp every night. One of the teachers accidently dropped a torch down the long-drop on the first night and it kept shining for 2 nights, despite giving all the boys something to aim at. Then again, most of the boys just did a "bushie" rather than walk over to the toilet.

[Skew ChiDAMN!!]

One of my earliest memories would've been just after someone ((probably my Grand-dad) had moved the farm's longdrop to a new location and then ploughing over the old one.

What I recall is one of my Aunts, probably a teen, sunk more than knee-deep in the paddock and screaming blue murder.

The house after that, we had a pan dunny. Luxury!

The old man used to put a dash of diesel in it every so often to keep the flies down. One day he was in the dunny when he started banging on the walls and bellowing for Mum... I'm not sure exactly what happened but I think he'd run out of diesel earlier and used kero instead.

I should add that he was a smoker.

I very clearly remember that the dunny smelled rather unusual for a while afterwards; I didn't know what it was, but I suspect it was singed hair.

In that household there were some questions that just weren't asked.