These poop stories always really intrigue me, especially when they involve some form of sanitary disposal. Like, thanks for pooping in a Pringles can instead of along the highway, I guess, but why are you regularly pooping in your car in the first place? Is your list of perceived enemies that long that you feel the need to keep ammo handy? Is it a fetish? Did you forget to go at Starbuck’s and that latte kicks in during the commute?
And the guy at the Capitol; at some point during that exercise you must become aware that you’re taking a crap in front of other people and it will in no way have an impact on the already-decided election, right? Or does he to this day believe, “Yeah, that was a great idea!”
