I'm sure you're tempted to pick up the phone and call me to profess all the wonders that Metamucil can do... but that's not quite what I'm trying to say here. What I'm commenting on and capturing for posterity [as well as some of the initial arsenal that'll be used to thoroughly embarrass them when they start dating] is that for the kids, Poop is the bomb... poop is where it's at... poop is the shit.
It's not the actual poop that's big; that's run of the mill (pun intended), but the word has become the de-facto substitution in songs, names, an pretty much anything. These day's 'Mary had a little poop' is gleefully sung, as is 'rock-a-bye poopie', 'twinkle twinkle little poop' and my personal favorite, 'Old MacDonald had a poop'.
I think they're gonna like my Farrelly Brothers DVD collection.
