(Thank you to the brave pootographer that hunted down the specimen).
The picture does little to communicate the sheer size of this mysterious poo. Worst of all, it just sat there so smugly, as though nothing was amiss. Sufficiently traumatized, I high-tailed it back to the office to discuss my findings with a thrilled Heidi. And she will tell you, this event preoccupied my thoughts for a solid 5 hours.
As though my terror wasn't enough, when I came back from lunch, I found an impostor in my chair. Albeit a better chocolate version, its resemblance was uncanny and instigated mind-numbing flashbacks. Not to say I didn't eat the impostor turd, because like I said before... it was chocolate.
And so, where am I going with all this? I'm sure you are guessing nowhere good... and you'd be right. Some people have inquired about our lovely blog name 2 Girls 1 Larp and what better tie-in could there be to discuss this topic than that fecal trophy outside?
A play on words from 2 Girls 1 Cup, a viral video we all hold so close to our hearts, 2 Girls 1 Larp also hopes to exude the same kind of disgust found in a mixture of girls, larping and anything nerdy as one found in the mixture of girls, poo and a cup. A thanks goes out to A.S. for this spark of genius.
So yeah, that's about it. No poo involved... although it's debatable how close larping comes to such a bodily function. I leave you now with Stewie's classic reaction to 2 Girls 1 Cup.
1. you spelled photographer wrong XD
ReplyDelete2. I was told about and I still think it is funny when I read it.
3. lol poo.
It's POOtographer.... oh I spelled it right :)
ReplyDeleteLauren, i have to take issue with one thing: this poo did not occupy you for five hours... it's ALL you could talk about yesterday, and you blogged about it AT HOME.
ReplyDeleteI guess you need something to fill the void now that Beastmachine has become naught but vapor and memory. Ah, Beastmachine. I'll pour a little bit of whatever is in my goblet out for her.