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August 25, 2004
The Poop
Two books that are perfect gifts for some male friends of mine:
The Gas We Pass: The Story of Farts and Everyone Poops
Speaking of poop ...
Men seem to be enamored with theirs. At least a few of my male friends have commented to me more than once about the bodily science projects they had produced. (Way too much information!)
I don't get the fascination over one's own excrement. One can't help but wonder if men think that farting and pooping is a sport where it's necessary to report the statistics at any given moment to anyone who's within earshot. Are points awarded for sound level, odor, length and girth? I'm sure you guys have come up with your own rules and categories. Ew.
It seems to be a male sport where admiration for one's toilet exploits is the ultimate achievement. And yes, us women know all about this secret society of olympian poop performers, whether we want to or not.
Cindy
Comments
Maximum points is only when you can ignite the smell.....
Brain matter deposited by: Ozguru on August 25, 2004 9:24 AM
I never understood that either. I think it's something men tell men who tell other men. It's a point of pride for a couple of guys I know. I know I had to be taught to be proud of gas, which I always found pretty disgusting. But either you laugh at it, or you sicken everyone around you and end up embarassed by it.
Brain matter deposited by: Paul on August 25, 2004 11:44 AM