Poo Poo Humor — 100 Things I Wrote Sitting On My Toilet
You might want to bookmark this one and read it next time you sit on the throne.
This story isn’t particularly funny, unless — like me and my children — you find any sentence with “poo poo” funny. We also use the Spanish word “caca” because it rolls off your tongue — so to say.
- For breakfast this morning, I ate poo poo pasta prepared by my daughter
- I thought it was a joke and ate the so-called caca-dish gleefully
- BIG MISTAKE
- Turned out it wasn’t “so-called”
- My daughter had added real caca from the cat litter to her poo poo pasta dish (the recipe is available upon request)
- Now I have a nightmarish stomach ache and I’ve been on the toilet for the last twenty minutes
- You wouldn’t believe the amount of poo poo I produced during this time
- (pictures are NOT available upon request, not even if you subscribe to the special membership level on my ko-fi page)
- And I feel like there’s much more caca to come
- Something like a caca volcano
- Even BIGGER than the Lago Titicaca
- A pile of poo poo higher than the K2
- At least, that’s what my stomach is telling me
- And it usually doesn’t particularly enjoy poo poo jokes
- I won’t eat poo poo pasta ever again
- It’s a promise
- Pinky promise
- Or, as my daughter would say, poo poo caca promise
- “What is taking you so long?” asks my wife through the door
- “Shall we eat the rest of the poo poo pasta without you?”
- SHIT
- Or should I say, POO POO?
- “DON’T DO THAT!! DON’T EAT THE POO POO PASTA, THERE’S REAL POO POO IN THERE,” I shout to my wife
- Imagine the nightmare!!
- The whole family could be poisoned with the cat’s poo poo!!!
- Except for the dog who’s eating it regularly and considers it a delicacy
- “DID YOU HEAR ME?” I ask my wife
- “YES. STOP SHOUTING.” She makes a pause and adds doubtfully
- “Is this one of your tricks to keep the good stuff for you?”
- “Like that time you said we couldn’t eat the chocolate because it was after the due date?”
- Uh-oh
- This could be bad
- “NO!! I swear, I’m not kidding.”
- Another pause on her side. “So, do you admit you lied about the chocolate?”
- Yep, it’s bad
- All right, this is a tough one
- I don’t want my wife and kids to eat poo poo pasta with real poo poo in it, but I can’t admit to lying about the chocolate
- It’s true, I lied, but my wife is gonna kill me if I tell her so
- What to do?!
- I can’t stay in the bathroom for that explanation
- I have to take the risk of a poo poo disaster in my pants and walk out
- I will use the famous caca strategy invented by my daughter to avoid cleaning her room
- “Honey! These chocolate accusations are caca”
- “Very caca”
- “Caca”
- “CACA”
- C
- A
- C
- A
- As I learned from my daughter, it’s very important to repeat the word at least five times
- If possible, with increasing intensity
- The best is to add some linguistic variations to trigger neuronal reshaping in your opponent’s brain
- “These accusations are even poo poo, Scheisse, kakka”
- “And cacca”
- My wife looks at me in total disgust
- Mission accomplished
- She doesn’t remember about the chocolate incident anymore
- She might remember this caca incident, but that’s a problem for another day
- I turn towards my daughter and ask her what exactly did she put in her poo poo pasta dish?
- She senses the tension in my voice
- She knows she made a mistake
- And she doesn’t like it
- Exactly the way she doesn’t like cleaning her room
- I know what she’s going to do
- I see it in her eyes
- She’s going to use her caca strategy
- This can’t happen
- My wife can’t take another poo poo verbal storm
- I slide towards my daughter and whisper to her ears
- “Don’t do it. Don’t use the caca strategy”
- She looks at me and I understand she tricked me
- That kid is good
- “Sure thing, Daddy. What do you give me in exchange?”
- “Something nice?” She whispers, her voice still innocent, but with her eyes gleaming like a Walmart buyer negotiating prices with a supplier
- I don’t have time to negotiate
- I go all in
- “All right, I will clean your room till the end of the month”
- “Only one month?” She says. “That’s a pretty caca offer”
- Everybody’s looking at us whispering
- It must look VERY weird
- “I will clean your room till the end of the semester, but you have to tell the truth about the poo poo pasta”
- “I’ll do better than that”
- She turns toward her mother and the rest of the family
- “I’m sorry. This is all my fault. I tried to trick Dad and now everything is CACA”
- Pause for effect
- “I thought he lied about the chocolate too”
- WHAT? I didn’t expect that one. Where is she going with this?
- “So I bought some, waited for it to get passed the due date, and used them in the poo poo pasta”
- “Now Dad is all sick and it’s all my fault!!!” <insert fake crying, she’s that good>
- “He didn’t lie to us about the chocolate!”
- “We would all have been sick if we had eaten it”
- It’s hard to transcript her acting skills on the page, but she deserves an Oscar
- As usual
- My wife takes us both in a warm embrace
- “My poor things,” she says and kisses our daughter on the forehead
- Kissing me on the cheek, she whispers, “I know EXACTLY what happened. Don’t think you’ll get such an easy out on the chocolate”
- I’m scared. She’s a tough negotiator too
- I guess laundry will be on me till the end of the semester too
- But I don’t have time to think about it, I have to run back to the toilet for the poo poo caca volcano eruption.
Time to flush!
See you next month for Pee Pee Humor — 100 More Things I Wrote Sitting on My Toilet
Backstory
This story exists because Patrick Eades commented on another 100 things list. Maybe it will turn into a book one day. Wouldn’t that be a great read while sitting on the toilet?
In the meantime, you can read Patrick’s stuff (not necessarily on the toilet).
