I have to add this as well

I have just rememembered another tale of poo.

I was told this by an old associate and I believe him.

While at university whenever they moved into a new house they would always play a game called "hide the turd". This meant each new housemate would plop out a log and conceal it somewhere and the challenge would be to find it.

They all hid their turds. The first two were found quite quickly. The third one took about 4 days, it was concealed at the bottom of a cowboy boot only to be discovered when a foot was placed in it. Imagine squishy poop inbetween your toes.

But what about the fourth poo? Weeks went past. No sign of the poo yet. Until one day some students came over to the house. They were a bit peckish, propably had the munchies so they decided to chow down on some nice white rubber bread. They dug deep into the margarine which was a massive family size tub and running low.

What did they find in there?

Concealed in the bottom was the 4th poo. It had been hidden under the marge all this time.