Looks like it’s not only the wildlife out to get you in the outback these days!

Well this is a new fear unlocked. Nightmare stuff.

https://www.news.com.au/travel/travel-updates/incidents/in-deep-sht-horror-as-woman-trapped-for-hours-after-long-drop-collapses-in-nt/news-story/87414dd2c702e899a013f5f67d68e108

24 Comments

  1. flindersandtrim on

    Holy fuck, that poor woman! I feel like whatever body is responsible for that toilet should be giving her some compensation for that experience. It also could have severely injured or even killed her. 

  2. DisturbingRerolls on

    Fuck being eaten alive, that’s the worst nightmare right there. I’m so happy they could rescue her, but three whole hours…

  3. She’s very lucky she didn’t die. Sewage gas can suffocate you. This is actually the first time I’ve ever heard it happening in the NT, or anywhere in fact.

    Edit: I lied, I’ve heard of the Erfurt Latrine Disaster, but that was in 1184 and up to 60-100 people died.

  4. Friend of mine’s grandfather dropped his false teeth down a long drop. He had to fish them out again, give them a wash, and use them again.

  5. If this ever happens to me, rather than wait three hours for rescue, just euthanise me.

  6. Omg, I would surely die 😭 that poor lady, I would be suing someone, she could have died. 

  7. So, I imagine 145km south of Alice Springs is the middle of nowhere. How lucky is this woman someone showed up to rescue her in 3 hours?

  8. BearEatingCupcakes on

    This is why I never describe my fear of long drops as a phobia. Not one damn thing is irrational about it.

  9. Holy shit! That poor woman! This has always been a fear of mine whenever using a bog toilet.

  10. LittleBunInaBigWorld on

    As a kid, I was always terrified this would happen to me and the fear never truly went away. Now it’s solidified, and I have to use long drops at least a dozen times a year.

  11. thegoodtimelord on

    🎶Stupid deaths Stupid deaths, they’re stupid cos they’re true….🎶

  12. Scrotal_flotilla on

    I already have that fear. Sitting in my uncles termite ridden long drop, hoping I’m spreading my weight equally, staring out on miles of open fields and forest as there was no door, perched on the side of a hill. Perhaps all the spiderwebs held it together.