O.K., I've got a bad one...
How about an outhouse on the beach in Tulum, Mexico... no seat, it's 97 degrees out every day, and the five gringos you're with all have Montezuma's revenge... hence it's pretty ripe.

Then there's the one where a bunch of us were staying at a cabin in the backwoods of Maine, warmest it got was -14 F, first one out to the outhouse was my friend Pete, whose d!ck froze to the seat from the extra little drop of liquid... we quickly learned the R-value of Cottonelle.

-N.