Rate My Poo

Yann is our French intern. Yann is very clever and very organised. Yann isn’t going anywhere! But sometimes people do strange things and I feel the need to share, only so my mental torment is dissipated slightly by the knowledge others share it.

By way of back story, David and I were reaquainting ourselves with the ex-girlfriend stalker hell that is Facebook and I chose to tell him via Facebook IM that my daughter did a big poo this morning just as the midwife arrived to examine my wife and that the house smelt. There is more detail, but I’ll leave it at that for now.

Forward, 20 minutes or so later, much real business has been discussed in this time, notably the wonders of Qik and excitement about our first iPhone App.

Yann, David and I are all conversing via the Skypetron. Simultaneously both send me a link:

www.ratemypoo.com

In my wisdom I click away, twice. My eyes pop, my stomach churns, I’m looking at someone else’s poo in a bowl, thankfully partially obscured by toilet paper.

I respond to Yann and David:

Me: I feel sick

Yann: Me too, I found this when trying to find if the verb is written ‘to poo’ or ‘to poop’.

You got to admire the grammatical dedication.

Picture from the staggering Sprinkle Brigade.

UPDATE: Whilst getting the url for Qik, whose tagline is ’see what happens’, I was confronted by a hand towel in a bathroom and then a man masturbating furiously.

This is turning into a morning that requires some mental erasing.

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