Poo Poo Patsy

I'd like to open a sandwich shop called Poo Poo Patsy's. The tagline of the place would be "Poo Poo Patsy's: Home of the Poo'Boy"

odd remainders

With Omicron, I haven't been leaving my house much. I went to Manhattan yesterday and ran some errands, had an appointment. It felt novel. At the site of the appointment, I went into a men's room I'd used many times before. A single occupant. The toilet had some piss in the water and a single round little turd in it. Also novel.

Alright, okay, I mean I've seen other people's turds a million times, whatever. I flushed it, stat, and then I started thinking. This was a large enough turd to tell me it didn't get flushed and pop back up. Also the piss water. Forensically, what happened here was that someone left the piss and that turd there... and notably no toilet paper. If there were toilet paper and no turd, we could read it as a flush between those two activities. But this was the opposite, implying no TP was utilized by the dumper.

Men's bathrooms are just gross places anyway you slice it - the people who take a dump and don't wash their hands but do use the dryer? All kinds of shenanigans. But not wiping? C'mon now. Going out in public: it's real weird.

buccaneer broma

Q: what do pirates call their boo when they want to mix it up?

A: sharties

Q: what do pirates call instances of farting and being surprised that something non-gaseous came out?

A: sharties

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