http://www.poopreport.com/This year's Thanksgiving Day was like every other: My wife's sister, her family and our good friends came over, and everyone ate a lot. By two p.m. I was ready for a healthy shit and a nap before the black Friday craziness began.
Later, I was sitting at the computer desk finalizing my list for Best Buy, and my wife, her sister and our friend Toni were pouring over ads one last time before heading out. I took the print ad to the can with me and sat down for that relaxing shit. My three year-old decided to take ads from Mommy and bring them to me as well, which I thought was comical.
The real saga began at midnight. I was in and out of Best Buy with no problem. I then arrived at Wal-Mart at two a.m. and decided to take a leak before finding my wife and sister. I walked to the restrooms and was met with a line, but I wasn't too worried because I just had to pee. Two minutes later my place in line took me fully inside the restroom, and the sight I saw was beyond words. All of the food some of the male shoppers had eaten had caught up to then at some point during the wait. One of the stalls' toilets had overflowed. In another stall, someone must have hit the launch button before sitting down, because shit was everywhere. And lastly there was one clean can. The urinals were not in much better shape; piss was all over the floor underneath them. I would have hated to be the janitor who had to clean this mess up. I was thankful for not having to shit at that moment. I walked to a urinal, peed, and left the line of desperate men, all of whom might have had to shit. And the one dude in the clean stall was taking his time...
