The Case of the Dog Excreta.(the can of worms has been opened again).Might even be some in the dog pooh.
Imagine it, a whole caseful, wouldn't want to step in that.
Sure, they have to go, as long as their owners clear it up. Which they should. Back in September, I was sat eating outside in the Old Mill with my wife, and a dog pebble dashed the pavement right by the entrance. Lovely squit. I was just putting brown sauce in my bacon sarnie.
We have a receptacle in Sandy Lane. Please put your spare dog sh*t in there.
We can either sell it in our shop in the Strand, or send it to Pakistan where it will be dried and used as fuel for cooking fires.
At Christmas, please think of those less fortunate and be generous with an item which will make their eyes light up.
Alternatively, please bring your dog sh*t into the Strand shop in a plastic bag.
I thought my reply to the dog pooh posting was quite funny, but Jenny, so is yours.
All this talk about pooh reminds me of an old tasteless joke when someone asks you which hand you wipe your bum with.
You're meant to answer neither, I use toilet paper.
Dog Poo, Dog Poo,
Lovely, lovely Dog Poo.
Spread it on the chair,
Spread it over there,
Dog Poo, Dog Poo
Lovely Lovely dog poo!!!!!!
Drop Dead Fred !!!