A couple months ago, a buddy of mine went to a local D&D event. The event was large enough that it had some corporate sponsors, including Comcast who provided internet service for the event to promote its Xfinity product. The marketing team from Comcast decided that one of the best way to spread the word at the event was to pass out free swag in the form of some custom d20 with “Xfinity” on them. Of course ad space is somewhat limited on a d20 (what with all those pesky numbers and such) so where to put it?

Well it wasn’t on the 20…it was on the opposite side.

Now to be fair, I can imagine somebody on the marketing team thought, “Hey, we’re ##1! That’s the best right?” But I just can’t help appreciating the humor of seeing “Xfinity” every time someone rolls a critical fail.

Trapper’s Camp shitter!

Winner! of the 2018 prestigious Brown Ribbon!

With great care and trepidation, walk the plank to the edge of this cliff to take a pensive, meditative squat over a 600-meter drop. With scorchbeasts gliding majestically above, and legendary glowing alpha wolves prowling below, this may be the safest shitter on the map. Of note: The crate that you’d be depositing your life’s work into does not open to the valley below. Since it’s closed up on the bottom you’d have to actually empty the receptacle yourself which is a bit puzzling. There’s a crate of toilet paper nearby and some grubby comic books and snacks on the seat itself. Trapper’s Camp is a luxurious spa retreat, the best feature being that it doesn’t even have a map marker, so no one can bother you here!

Unmarked Wasteland shitter!

A tribute to Skyrim in the Appalachian Wasteland? This outhouse sports the classic combination - chair AND a bucket.

Thermal Power Plant K, Hungary. Built in 1927, abandoned in 2006. Photos by Andreas S.

In a Drainage Chamber near the Radio Relay Tower KXB811, check out the dick cartoon that is revealed after you scout the entire area.

Republic of Dave shitter!

Note the waiting bench, in the event the very exposed, doorless outhouse is already in use. As I maneuvered into position to get this picture, Bob (Son of Dave), seen here peeping through a hole in the side of the Women’s Quarters, hollered at me, “Is that really necessary?” Isn’t it, Bob?

Fort Bannister shitter!

This restroom is located in the Officer’s bunker. Not very remarkable, in spite of the CUTE Psycho-Teddy Bear combo. The real reason I bothered documenting this location is because of the luxuriously lavish Jacuzzi tub found above-ground. Just look at that. After a long day of wasteland wandering, I can’t wait to dip my toes into the cool, stagnant water of a filthy cast iron trough, with empty liquor vessels floating beside me like calming bath candles. Take me away.