Do you remember those posters? You know. The one’s that have types of poopies on them. There’s the Ghost Poopie, The kind where you feel the poopie come out, but there’s no poopie in the toilet… The Lincoln Log poopie, where the poopie is so huge, you’re afraid to flush without breaking it up into little pieces with the toilet brush. Then there’s the richard simmons poopie, where you poopie so much you lose 30 lbs. (One of my favorites).
There’s a new type of poopie. I learned of it today. While sitting on my couch, calling some people to go to the ren-faire tomorrow, Haze, my brother’s dog, came running through the house with something hanging from his ass. After hanging up on my friend’s grandmother, I rushed Haze outsode and scrambled for a bag to protect my hands as I pulled the dangly from the dog’s asshole. It was a stocking. Quite nasty. I encourage all the dogs in the world, based on Haze’s behavior, do not eat anything that can’t come out your ass on it’s own!