This is not a picture of me. In case you were wondering.

I have no problem with poop. No . . .I mean real poop. Crap/shit/feces whatever you want to call it. I like the word poop because it makes me giggle a little inside. I’m not a big fan of the smell, but I like poop jokes, pictures of poop, talking about poop etc. . .When I directed my first play my cast got me a poster all about poop because I told so many poop jokes.
This is the poster or a reasonable facsimile:
ImageIt mainly talks about types of poop. You’ve seen it before.

This is my favorite poop joke:

A young man was delighted to finally be asked home to meet the parents. He was quite nervous about the meeting, though, and by the time he arrived punctually at the doorstep he was in a state of gastric distress.

The problem developed into one of acute flatulence and halfway through canapés the young man realized that he couldn’t hold it in one second longer without exploding. A tiny fart escaped.

“Spot,” called out the young woman’s mother to the family dog lying at the young man’s feet.

Relieved at the dog getting the blame, the young man let another slightly larger one go.

“Spot,” she cried out sharply.

“I’ve got it made,” thought the fellow to himself. “One more and I’ll be fine.” So he let loose a really big one.

“Spot,” shrieked the mother, “get over here before he shits on you!”

This is my favorite poop product:
ImageThis. . .this is a thing. A real thing!

I say all of this to make a confession. For years I could not go to the bathroom to poop unless it was in my own bathroom in my own home. The girl who could talk and joke about crap all day would NEVER do it in a public bathroom or even one that was not hers. I am not sure what I thought could go wrong but I knew SOMETHING would. I just KNEW it!

I even cut my visit short with my sister who lives about 2 1/2 hours away because I felt some bubbling down there. Finally one day I confessed to her why I had left and she said that was the silliest thing. So the next time I stayed and I ended up backing her toilet up and her husband had to come and fix it. Yeah, talk about a self-fulfilling prophecy. 

Nowadays thanks to a pretty bad case of the stomach flu that came with explosive diarrhea I am cured of my public poop phobia. When you have to choose between taking a public bathroom poop or crapping your pants in front of 30 teenage kids, you go with the lesser of two evils. 

This is what they would have looked like. I would have had to quit.



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  1. cjharrett66 says :

    Reblogged this on My Carly"s Corner.

  2. Brandi Ansley says :

    That’s hilarious! I admit, I worry about this topic a little when I date someone new. Eventually, when we start spending more time together, the chances of having to take a dump increase. And because I still want to be private about it, I usually just break the ice by saying, “You know, you really need to stay away from the bathroom for a while.” LOL! I’ve gotten to where I can reconcile admitting to what I’m doing, but I just don’t want the other person to experience it in any sort of way (hear, smell, see). By the way…just last night, I was taking one of my infamous bathroom pictures with this woman I’ve only recently been seeing. While we were trying to get our pic in the mirror just right, another woman walked in and started taking a dump. I felt really embarrassed for some reason and hurried out of there once I realized what was happening. She nor I said anything about it after leaving. I don’t know why I get so awkward about it. Everybody does it. Haha!

    • polly6119 says :

      I’m the same way! I also don’t like it when people try to talk to me while I’m in the next stall. I mean we both have our pants down and you want to have a discussion? My philosophy: The only way someone can talk to me while my pants are around my ankles is if they buy me dinner first.

  3. polly6119 says :

    Thanks man! That’s really cool. It’s the first time anyone has ever done that with one of my posts. I LOVE your article by the way. The idea of a roundtable on when is the worst time to shit. . . hilarious!

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