Women who can't poop at the office are wimps.
We've had enough of this crap.
There's a human-excrement problem on the playgrounds.
A British company has unveiled the prototype of a car that runs on human waste.
The co-founder of the world's most powerful investment company has something to get off his chest. It's about pooping.
The massive poop bubbles on an Indiana farm have been popped.
The people who work at New York's sewage-treatment facility are practically superhuman.
On top of everything else.
Do you really enjoy pooping? No, we mean REALLY enjoy it?
The law doesn't apply to them, so why not?
Though, I'll admit, I'm not above chuckling about it.
An accident involving the country singer's tour bus (and not the kind of accident that involves collision) overwhelmed East 11th Street last week.
We know it's gross, but if you've read the book 'Blindness,' you had to be wondering about one aspect of how they made the movie. Can a film like that really go to number one when it's filled with so much number two?
And all Park Slopers are worried about is what it means for the puppies?!??!