Thread: Woman "Trapped" in Car Gets 911 Help

Reminds of that Family Guy clip when Peter locks himself inside his car and can't get any passers by to help him get out.

When my brother was like 5-6 years old he couldn't wipe his own ass so he would leave the door ajar and yell "Somebody come wipe my butt!!!" when he was done. The only problem was when my sister had friends over he didn't want one of them walking in while was going so he would close the door and lock it until he was done, then walk to the door and whisper into the living room for someone to clean him.

A few moths later we moved to a new house and the situation came up where some girls were over so he locked the bathroom door, only problem was it was push button and our old house you turned the lever on the knob to lock and unlock. The time came and he couldn't figure out how to open the door even though all you had to do was turn the knob from inside and the button would pop out unlocking it. He didn't want to yell and he started to panic that he would have to be rescued by the fire department so he tried to wipe his own ass and had shit all over his ass, hands...finally he gave in and started yelling "HELP!!! I'M TRAPPED IN THE TOILET AND HAVE POOP EVERYWHERE!!!" No one can really hear him though cause the girls are in my sisters room with WHAM! blaring on the radio, I'm watching MacGyver or playing Rygar and my dad was out in the garage fixing our Old Green Griswald Grocery Getter(station wagon). Then one of my sisters friends leaves to go use the bathroom and hears him screaming, she gets my sister to come out and they all try to tell him to turn the knob but he doesn't have the grip with shit on his hands, I come out and get a coat hanger, straighten the end and push the release button and the door opens, of course all my sisters friends are there and they see my brother pants around his ankles with poopy hands and butt and laugh.... After that day he learned how to wipe his own ass and how to unlock the bathroom door.....

When I was little, I woke up one morning when it was pitch black outside and couldn't find the light switch or doorknob. I was a bit scared but I thought about it for a minute and decided to walk along the wall scanning it with my hand until I found either the switch or the knob, knowing that if I find one I find both. I spent about 5 min searching and successfully escaped my bedroom ---thanks purely to the power of thought --if a 5 year old can do it anyone can (or maybe I'm just a genious - yeah that must be it I'm just a genious ).

When I was three I fell asleep in the living room and my parents didn't want to wake me because once I was wakened after midnight I would stay up all night. I woke up and it was so dark I hardly knew where I was and I had to potty but my usual path to my training toilet wasn't working. Now I really had to go so I felt around and around and found my dad's work boot. I figured good enough and dumped my bladder into it. The next morning he put his boot on and thought our cat had peed in his boot. For years after anytime we talked about that cat he would always bring up how the cat had pissed in his boots and I would giggle to myself just like when I was 3.....