The junior cadets have come in and brought with them the phenomenon of the Tekong Shit. for the NS-uninitiated out there, let me tell you out and out- Tekong Shit is no joke. It clogs toilets and reeks like satan's armpit. For some strange reason, recruits having just left tekong have shit that is the consistency of adamantium, which we all know is the strongest metal on earth. So now, since we share the toilet with the juniors and having once been a junior, i can from first hand experience tell you that by the end of this coming week, only 1 cubicle out of the 12 we have will be working. the rest will be clogged with shit. Already, its only been one week and they've bombed 4 cubicles out of action. Shitting now has become a game of russian roulette, the 'mystery door'. What will i find behind this door? a shit splattered hell hole or a haven of white porcelain waiting for me to deposit my faeces.

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