A mysterious co-worker who probably has a high-fiber diet has been taking dumps in the men’s restroom and not flushing. I only know this because Mike keeps giving me excited updates while speculating whodunit.
Mike: We can’t tell anyone about this while the investigation is underway. It might influence the search for the pooper. What if we have a copycat?
Me: You mean a copyscat?
Mike: Good one. So…
Me: Don’t worry. I’ll keep the BM on the dl.
Amanda, have you ever seen the show It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia? I highly recommend it because it’s hysterically obscene and un-P.C. - but there was an episode with a phantom pooper. In a bed. It was hysterical.
I say you tell Mike he should fish a sample out and send it to a lab to be identified. That’s what they did on It’s Always Sunny and we all know everything that happens on TV is real.
Good idea. Mike watches that show. I’m surprised he hasn’t come up with the same idea yet. What would we do without television?