I'm not sure I'll ever be able to eat a full size Tootsie Roll again. The dog I am dog sitting, Brilla, poops in almost the exact shape of full size Tootsie Rolls. Sometimes even with the little divisions. I do not like picking up dog poop. Especially twice a day. She's a sweet dog, but dog poop sucks.
I once took a rock climbing class with a great instructor. I was learning how to trad climb, and so we did an overnight at a semi-local place that there was easy climbing with lots of places to place gear. Around the fire at night the group had a great time. The instructor told the story of one time when he was doing the class he somehow went ahead (or asked someone else to go ahead) and put down some Raisenettes. Which, by the way, when you are out in the woods, look exactly like deer poop. And when they came across them, he exclaimed in delight, bent down, picked up some and ate them, and shocked the hell out of his group. I thought that was great.
And the final story in this series relates to medjool dates. I really like them a lot, and they are great to carry around as a snack. So, once when my nephew was small (5?, 4?) we were out somewhere, I think at the beach. I was hungry so I pulled out a date. He was looking at me, so I showed it quickly to him, said 'doo-doo' and took a bite. The look of pure shock/horror on his face was amazing. It took him a little while to recuperate from that one. Bad aunt... :-)
3 comments:
For the first time in my life I am stumped for something to say in the stool-humor department.
Yesss!
Oh, one addition to the stories, but not really a story, is that I'll never buy the chocolate sex frosting or whatever they called it. Put it on someone and it looks like you smeared poop on them. Despite the taste, the look just turns me off.
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