This happened in Vietnam. 1970, Dau Tieng, 25th Infantry Div. Area of Operations. The outhouses had open bottoms in the back so you could slide cut off 55gal drums in and out. Had a papasan who's job was "shitburner". He burned s++t. Mixed diesel used a hoe to stir and burn. Any camp had lots of sh++ters so there were lots of sh+tburning going on. It was well known that at least half the camp workers (laundry, barbers, maids, mess hall, sh+tburners) were either VC or sympathizers. So when we would get hit solidly by rockets or mortars all outside help was not allowed in so they couldn't adjust their aim. Well, we'd been hit about four days straight and the outhouses were full. Over running. It was about ten one night, total dark, just had a dozen 80mm mortar rounds walk across camp but I had to go. Left the bunker, had a flashlight but wasn't going to use it till I got to the outhouse. Sh+t would pile up in the cans and I didn't want to rub my ass in it. Closed the door, turned on the light, raised the lid, and shined it down the hole. Well, it had been emptied. But a damn rat had got down there and could't get out. he jumped at me, I dropped the light, knocked out the bulb. So I'm in a sh+t house with the door locked fighting a nasty rat in the dark. Finally stomped his ass to death. Not a good night. If I would have sat down without looking the rat could have done irreparable damage.
Last edited by roadkill; 01/27/14 07:15 PM.
