…you’d better run for cover!
Truly, you can’t make–if you’ll excuse the term–shit like this up.
Let the jokes begin!
Oh, it seems to have missed the fan, anyway. Always a good thing.
Don’t give me that shit!
Orac, this is got to be one of your shitiest posts. On the other hand, short and sweet, not as long winded as usual.
Is that Eneman I see off in the corner, saying, “My work here is done!”
My dog did [i]that[/i]?
Somehow when I hear someone says “Let’s go blow shit up” this isn’t what I had in mind.
At the risk of sound fecesious, these jokes are getting excrementally worse. I’d better scat before it gets worse.
Are the two on the left mating?
Holy fucking shit!
Damn! I thought the Republican convention wasn’t till next month.
This has to be at the bottom of a hill, because shit always flows downwards.
Speaking of worthless shit, did you know that TV causes autism? I always thought it was the dearth of pirates that caused autism, myself.
I once worked with a biochemist who complained about the odors of solvents I used. However, he thought his E. coli didn’t stink.
Shit doesn’t just happen. It’s self-replicating.
Soo I assume these came out of the colon cancer walk through model we were shown a few posts ago?
Which stool pigeon alerted the authorities?
Seriously, that dogpile is going to require one huge pooper-scooper bag to clean up…or perhaps it *is* a bag AND a poop, all in one convenient sculpture.
So I see RFK Jr is back to blogging.
OT: here’s a dumb mainstream article you may wish to pummel at your leisure: http://www.slate.com/id/2197420
Perhaps they’d run a response column? I hope?
No where near as bad as the Vagina Bicycle
Holy Crap, it was Gone With the Wind!
I’d like to know who commissioned the Flying Feces?
I just put my tootsie roll down. Not very appetizing anymore…
This look like the cousins of the Creature From The Pit
Isn’t shiny shit diagnostic of some condition?
Did anyone see this ad under the article:
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The giant, inflatable, dog doo was created by American artist “Paul McCarty.” Any relation to Jenny?
Shouldn’t that be Create a giant impaction, Don?
Reminds me of the Tom Lehrer song, “We’ll All Go Together When We Go.”
Um… I really don’t want to see the critter that excreted that. . . cleaning up after it would be a shitty job.
Large light ‘fluffy’ stools are a sign of good health- but only up to a point where they make you explode I would think.
Well, there was a storm … a shit storm:
A GIANT inflatable dog turd by American artist Paul McCarthy has blown away from an exhibition in the garden of a Swiss museum, bringing down a power line and breaking a greenhouse window before landing again.
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