Here’s something you don’t hear often enough at award shows: “I want to shout out to all my poops.”
"…something like the supervisor of an entire team of political agents…"
Here’s something you don’t hear often enough at award shows: “I want to shout out to all my poops.”
from kingpin: “What is it about good sex that makes me have to crap? I guess it’s all that pumpin’. Pump and dump. You really jarred something loose tiger.”
which is surprising given all the potty humor. you have altered the parlance of our time, noah.
“The barge she sat in, like a burnish’d throne,
Burn’d on the water; the POOP* was beaten gold;
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver,
Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made
The water which they beat to follow faster,
As amorous of their strokes. For her own person,
It beggar’d all description.”
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616), Antony and Cleopatra. Act ii. Sc. 2.
*yes, poop deck, the deck where you poop.