GROSS! Now I have seen it ALL!

susiestar

Roll With It
Is someone REALLY making you mad? :mad: Treating you like cow dung? Want to make a point- anonymously - about it?

PoopSenders will send a quart or gallon of genuine dung to the recipient of your designation. ALL orders are sent anonymously.

The package has the product with a business card INSIDE the container, face down, so that it must be opened for the receiver to figure out what it is!

Prices start at just $14.95 with s&H of $6.95!

www.poopsenders.com


This could be fun. To send.:tongue:
 

TerryJ2

Well-Known Member
I woudn't waste my money, but I'm sure some teenagers would do it!

Back in the '70s, I remember when sending dead flowers with-black ribbons was the funny, mean thing to do.
 

KTMom91

Well-Known Member
I have a dog and seven cats...plus I live in a "cow town"...I can access plenty of poop. The shipping would be the difficult part...
 

GoingNorth

Crazy Cat Lady
Years back, there was a company that would send a "dozen long-stemmed road apples" to someone.

Basically horse droppings on rose stems. I think this was before the internet days, but given that I had horses, and no shortage of road apples; I thought it was pretty funny.
 

svengandhi

Well-Known Member
I could easily see sending that to a certain "person" except that I wouldn't waste that kind of money to express my feelings.
 

Marguerite

Active Member
You would need to check the regulations in your area. Sending some things through the mail could be illegal, if it could constitute either a health hazard or offensive material. Or if it could be considered threatening behaviour (such as sending funeral wreaths and dead flowers, which can be interpreted as a death threat). From the point of view of the sender, it feels like a fairly harmless joke. You KNOW you only intend it as a joke. But the recipient who gets it, who isn't "in" on the joke, could be wracking his/her brain trying to work out what it means, and we do tend to put the worst construction on things.

Just think about how we respond to a telephone ringing with nobody on the other end. The latest fad in telemarketing, is to have a computer "cold call" various phone numbers and the ones that get answered get noted and added to a database of "live" ones, meriting a human caller. We went through an experience of getting a computer cold caller on my mobile phone every hour or so, caller would hang up within the first ring or two. My phone would register "unidentified caller" and I began to wonder who was trying to get in touch with me. My mind was going crazy trying to work it out.

Another time, my phone actually displayed the calling number but I was getting the same regular calls. I was right next to my phone and was often surprised to find I had missed a call, it hadn't even rung! It seemed that as soon as the computer registered that the number was connected (there was no "call failure" automated message) that it hung up. I plugged the number into Google and it came up like a rash - someone trying to sell time share accommodation in Queensland. So I immediately began formal complaint proceedings. Meanwhile mother in law was getting the same calls and not only were they a nuisance to her, they were scaring her.
A few days later I managed to answer the phone - it did keep ringing, so I think it was my time to get a human caller. I scared the crud out of him by blaming HIM for all the cold calls, telling him I had already commenced proceedings for harassment and that if he personally was not responsible for the cold calls, then by continuing to work for a company that worked that way was putting him at risk for complicity in shonky and threatening business practices.

Sometimes we don't realise the reaction to the person on the receiving end, who has no idea what's really going on.

Mind you, if you are set up in a prank loop with a friend who knows it's you, that can be different. There can be a certain complicit acceptance of tis sort of thing, if it's going tit for tat.

And receiving manure in the mail is not necessarily a mean practical joke in all circumstances. One of my favourite authors form years ago was the Yorkshire vet, pen-named James Herriot. He described the jockeying for prestige in the practice especially with a young, attractive goat-lover. This girl would often send samples of goat droppings to the vet to ask it to be analysed for parasites. Of the three vets in the practice, it was generally the vet she admired most that she addressed the droppings to. So the vet who saw the jar of droppings (with the rest of the mail) at HIS place at the breakfast table, knew he had just received the highest accolade from his client!

Me - if I received a jar of manure and I could see a business card somewhere at the bottom, I'd probably just toss the whole thing anyway, card and all.

Or I'd empty it into the compost heap. I'm a farm girl, I'm used to manure. I could tell you some hair-raising stories about some fairly awful poop experiences... including some rat excretion stories that I can never dine out on, because people tend to leave the dinner table looking green!

(A popular science article I read once said you can dress a biologist up, but you can't take them out to dinner!)

Marg
 

GoingNorth

Crazy Cat Lady
Marg, I'd have to say the same thing about vet technicians--we are not known for suitable drawing room behavior either, especially those of us who've done large animal work.
 

Marguerite

Active Member
GN, you reminded me of a time we had a field trip to an agricultural research station and they did a couple of large animal autopsies for us, to demonstrate the control groups of a parasite study.

'Nuff said!

Except they did expect us students to stand back and say, "ew, gross!" and NOT rush forward with specimen bottles at the ready, forceps diving in.

That's what happens when your lecturer awards points for the best practical collections...

Marg
 

Marg's Man

Member
Ahhh, leave it there Loth

After all the Header SAYS it's going to be Gross.

I did the same courses as Marg at University.

Anyhow, without going into detail I started on the 'yucky' stuff even earlier than Marg because I went to an Agricultural college. If you can imagine 60+ boys (it was an all boys school) getting into parasitology and animal husbandry...

Marg's Man
PS Anyone who REALLY wants detail will to PM me. I aint puttin' it here!
 
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GoingNorth

Crazy Cat Lady
Let's just say that there's a reason they make shoulder high rubber gloves and leave it at that. (Has anyone figured out how I get to the corner from here? I'm about due to do a stint and not sure how to find my way from the new site)
 

Star*

call 911........call 911
To be completely honest about it?

I get this every month in the mail - no, really. Except it doesn't come in a box, face down. These buggers are so used to sending turds in the mail - they just send it face up with their logo on the envelope. ATT - shameless.
 

susiestar

Roll With It
Marg, I married a biologist. When we first dated he hardly talked. After he opened up, well, it is good I have a strong stomach and a love of watching autopsy shows on TV. He rarely came up with things that made me sick. He, however, is NOT good at hearing these things while eating.

And once the kids came, he lost what tolerance he had. ANY mention of baby poop, spit up, or other gross things babies do would have him literally running for the bathroom! He could still talk biology stuff in animals, but NOT with kids he knew.

I still think it is a riot. I don't tease him with it much, though. Only when he starts the teasing and takes it too far.
 
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