So, who most looks like they would poop on poop? And what is the etiquette around pooping on poop? Heloise? Anyone?
And what about poop stories? Where should they be told? And by whom?
True Stories: Out on Galveston Bay for a day of beer and sailing we happened upon an oyster bed popping up out of the water at low tide. We pulled up, jumped off and with a hammer and a Swiss army knife feasted while sitting in the warm water. Before we docked the boat we stopped at a crowded little Wharfrat bar for a few beers. Sitting at the bar my temperature suddenly rose 5 degrees and I found myself bent over with lower cramps. I had to poop as I have never needed to poop before. My barstool tipped over as I made my dash around the pool table to the men’s room where I found 3 guys peeing around an open toilet with no seat. I slammed the door, turned and noticed a woman coming out of the adjacent girl’s room. I made the dash skipping in front of another lady to barely make it. Ah… All was well until I opened the door and stepped out. A waitress on the far side of the pool table shouldering a tray of tap beer and frozen margaritas screamed “FKING PERVERT!” and with a strong Texas arm and uncanny accuracy threw the tray of drinks at me, successfully. Adding insult to injury I was then horsed out of the establishment by the non perverted management. But all in all it was well worth it. The poop of my life…