>>8018221I love poo.
And when I was a boy
I loved it even more.
Sometimes we used to have it for tea and Mum used to say, 'If there's any left over, you can have it to take to school tomorrow to have at playtime.'
And the next day I would take it to school wrapped up in tin foil, open it up at playtime and sit in the corner of the playground eating it, you know how the slime on top is all shiny and it squelches as you bite into it, and there's that other kind of lovely squishy stuff in the middle, and it sticks to your hands and you can lick your fingers and lick your lips, oh it's lovely.
yeah.
