
Arthur and his wife Gertrude was out for a romantic walk. - Watch out Gertrude, dog poop, don’t step in it. - Nah, that doesn’t look like dog poop. But I wonder what it could be. I'm curious, could you smell it dear and tell me what it is. - Hmm, smells like dog poop to me. - I'm not convinced dear, could you please touch it. - Ok dear, for you anything. ... Well it does feel like dog poop - I'm still not quite convinced dear, could you please taste it and tell me what it is. - No Gertrude, can we just leave this thing behind us and move on not knowing what it is please? - No Arthur, I really want to know what that is, now take a big bit out of it and tell me what it is. Ok, ok, for you my dear anything... Arthur takes a bite, chews it well. -Aaahhh!!! &*$#@#$%!!! This is disgusting !!! It's definitely dog poop, no doubt about it. - Lucky we didn't step in it then Arthur.

Arthur! what is that awful smell? It stinks to high heaven, did you poop your pants or something? - Don’t be silly Delbert, I'm 35 years old, of course I didn’t soil my pants! - No Arthur, it's coming from your pants, you must have pooped your pants! Let me check your pants man! - I certainly did not soil my pants, but if you must check then go ahead. -Alright Arthur, I'll check your pants...(checking pants)....- #$%@% this is disgusting, your pants are full of poop, you did poop your pants man! Yes Delbert, but that was yesterday.
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