After my race on Sunday, I met up with Jenelle to eat and catch up. She’d just come back from a crazy Asian adventure. I know, I know, I had a fun romp in Japan in June, but when she told me her tales of riding elephants against traffic, bug eating, and mutual urinating with a camel I was kind of envious. Well, if anything, she came bearing gifts. Both? Poo-related.
So the toilet one has a little smiling poo in it. When you lift the lid, the poo squirts water at you. I kind of get a kick out of the fact that the toy is called “Closestool.” Ha! The other one is sort of a postcard. You’re supposed to cut it and sew it together. If done properly you end up with a 3D poo. Now, you might say these are strange gifts. Don’t get me wrong–they’re totally strange. I mean, who the heck gives poo paraphernalia? Thing is, anyone that gets me knows that it’s sort of appropriate. She told me that no one else she knows would be able to appreciate such gifts in the same way that she would. Truth!
So, thanks, Jenelle! I really don’t know what this all says about me other than my eccentricities are more obvious than expected.




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