Human Toilet Scat
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Human Toilet Scat
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PORTABLE TOILET DUMPING STATION FOR NATURAL DISASTER AREAS, UNDEVELOPED COMMUNITIES, AND RECREATION AREAS
The SCAT Machine is a portable toilet dumping station designed for use at marinas, river system take-out points, and anywhere “Honey Pot” type waste disposal is practiced. It is ideal for implementing sanitation programs in natural disaster areas, undeveloped countries, and undeveloped communities.
This system provides a user friendly, sanitary means to properly dispose of human waste. It can be connected to an approved septic leach line system or sewage treatment facility, or may stand alone with self contained vaults.
With its industrial grade components and stainless steel construction throughout, the SCAT Machine will yield years of low maintenance, low cost service. The machine, through various cycles and washing nozzles, produces a semi-high pressure, high volume wash that removes the waste from the portable toilet, rinses the toilet inside and out, and slurries the waste into a septic system ready form. It then discharges the waste into the septic system and performs a self rinse cycle that leaves the machine ready for the next use. A sanitizing agent can be used to add to sanitation and control odors.
Users place their toilet onto the open door platform and secure it. Different toilets are secured in different ways.
The user then removes the container lid, placing it in a different location in the machine for rinsing and sanitizing.
The wash hopper door is then closed and the cleaning cycle is begun with the push of a button.
Two minutes later… the cycle is complete, the toilet clean, sanitized, ready for use again, and most importantly the waste is headed into proper sewage treatment.
With its industrial grade components and stainless steel construction throughout, the SCAT Machine® yields years of low maintenance, low cost service. The fee access feature standard on this model allows the purchaser a means of collecting revenue to offset maintenance and operating costs, as well as, a profitable service if desired. This fee access system also helps prevent vandalism to the inside of the machine and undesirable garbage from being deposited within by passers by.
The machine, through various cycles and washing nozzles, produces a semi-high pressure, high volume wash that removes the waste from the portable toilet, rinses the toilet inside and out, and slurries the waste into a septic system ready form. It then discharges the waste into the septic system and performs a self rinse cycle that leaves the machine ready for the next use. A sanitizing agent (compatible with the attached septic system) can be used to add to sanitation and control odors. The sanitizing agent is introduced into the rinse cycle via an automatic injection system standard on the unit. Periodic cleaning maintenance can be performed by maintenance personnel by using hand held spray gun equipment with the machine in the manual mode. The SCAT Machine accepts the following types of toilets: 20mm ammunition boxes, 5 gallon plastic buckets, the Green Machine, the Johnnie Partner toilet, the Scat Packer, and other toilets of similar design.
Video Demos and Tutorials by Colton Witzel
Address
39269 Highway 205
Frenchglen, OR 97736
SCAT Machine is made in the US by Frenchglen Blacksmiths, of Frenchglen, Oregon.
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“Quit playing around. Your getting that all over me.” Whined Maddie as she playfully slapped my face a little too hard with her foot.
“For real Rowan I’m serious. Stop making a mess.” She said with another hard slap from her foot.
I was anxiously trying to drink from her boot to quench my thirst as I continued to kneel at her feet. The hot steaming liquid was so unbearable though. It was hard to gulp down any of it without coughing some up. And boy was I coughing a lot up. My throat burned for relief as I forced myself to drink it down.
“Ughh alright you had enough. Just continue on my feet. And when y
Ms. Blossum’s feet are just as repulsive as Maddie’s. Maybe it’s was because she has not had a slave of her own since her husband died to help care for them? Or maybe it was just the product of her hike up here. Either way it did not stop me from gagging in utter disgust as her toes entered my mouth.
“Ohh yes.. it’s been a while since I had a fresh tongue on my toes.” She cooed wiggling her toe as my tongue brushed along them.
“Dear I’m sure she does this for you often, but it is important that the toes get extra attention. Most of the build up is there. It’ll prevent any sort of problems
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