People Are Terrible. Except When They're Not.
Since early December, I've been shitting into a large bucket I keep in my garage. My original intention was revenge on a car driven by a neighborhood asshole but he has since moved on. The cold temperatures have kept the smell rather mild so I have some time to figure out who should get it. I've got a few ideas but I'm still entertaining others....
It contains no toilet paper and no diarrhea so it's some pretty pure loggins.
Keep your eyes peeled for a massive pile of my finest feces this spring (or sooner).
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