Pimp My Outhouse

'Before' photo.

It is finished.

A wonderful friend of ours owns property in Northern Virginia. On occasion she and her girlfriends (also wonderful friends) ditch their families and technology and running water for a weekend and go camping out there.

On the property there was only a store-bought shed structure and an old, leaning, bug-ridden shack of an outhouse. Using the outhouse, I'm told, was a triumph of bravery and distraction. They wouldn't close the door when doing their business and the others would do little 'skits' in front of the outhouse to distract the occupant from looking around her confines. Though truthfully I don't see why that would be necessary, the outhouse was icky enough to scare the poop out of anyone.

We decided, this just would not do.



So without their knowledge or permission,
we tipped it,
pissed on it,
took sledge hammer to it
and hauled it away.

The hole was maybe a foot deep and the cinderblock foundation slanted heavily toward the back.

SO - we dug it out, deeper than before, and made the foundation better, stronger, higher.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ph teh glory of a new house that Poo built, it is spectacular. Words cannot describe my emotions at finding this gift, yes,I am the luck girl with a new outhouse!

I love you guys! Thank you Thank you!

Officail unveiling to take place at the tartlets of terrir Jamboree in November!

Kisses to all- Sarah