A few years ago when I was in my early 20s, me and a group of friends decided to camp out for a day and an evening and then head back home the next morning.
We head out up into the hills near where we lived, took a nice BBQ and a load of drinks, and spent the day drinking and cooking up nice food. It was a fantastic day. The naughty part though, was that the girls had forgotten to bring any toilet paper!
Now, I know that the two of them must have peed at least 5/6 times over the 18 or so hours we were up in the hills, each time they would go off into the bushes and pee and then come