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When you have to take a poo ... Really bad, but don't have access to a bathroom. The poo pokes out of your butthole as you try to sqeeze it back in so you don't shit your pants. Much like the way a turtles head peeks in and out of it's shell.
Often you can tell if one is turtle heading because they will walk funny, from the effort it takes to keep from shitting their pants
Dude1: wow look that guy is walking funny!!
Dude2: hahaha yeah he's definitely turtle heading !!!
The initial protrusion of a stool though the teal towel holder ,the point at which contracts are exchanged for the building of a log cabin. See also touching cloth; touching socks.
I better rush off mate, the turtles head is getting curious and wants to come out to build me a log cabin.
Senate Minority Leader, Mitch McConnell
Senate Minority Leader, Mitch McConnell, aka "Turtle Head", poked out momentarily from intense deliberations with Senate Democrats, to announce that a budget deal had yet to be reached.
The first part of a turd that will poke itself out for air, when yo' ass is fit to bust.
'When the turtle's head pops out, you're on borrowed time...'
The cone shaped end of a turd poking out the anus.
"First things first, where's your shitter? I've got a turtle head poking out."
When you get home after a long day needing to take a gargantuan shit and so you run to the toilet and knock over your kid in the hallway and slam the bathroom door shut and wait for that sweet sweet moment when you gloriously defecate all over the bathroom but instead end up straining your asscheeks for an hour only for a tiny ass piece of shit to slightly poke its way out of your asshole. That piece of shit is called a turtle head and know you have to choose to behead your turtle either by straining your asscheeks closed or pulling the piece of shit out with your fingers and now your hand smells of ass and your kid is crying in the hallway and you still have to make dinner and oh fuck why am I still alive
Mom: Jimothy, alight from your dwelling in order to receive nutrition handcrafted by your own mother.
Jimothy, tearfully: Mother, how I wish to fulfill that which you have requested of me! But alas, I am unable to, for I am stuck in the predicament of having to deal with a Turtle Head!
Mother, wailing: Jimothy, my dear beloved son! How I weep for you! How I mourn! That you should have to deal with such an ordeal! I am so deeply sorry, but alas, am unable to help.
Refraining from such act as "pooing" when your turd comes out a little and then goes back in!
Right now im Turtle heading.
Dam i need the crapper, i'm turtle heading!