When all else fails, hide the poo!
According to Michael in Melbourne, Australia, this is a true story about a group of slovenly flatties who encouraged each other to clean their house by playing 'Hide the Poo'...
The game involved one housemate collecting their own poo and hiding it somewhere in the house, announcing to the other three inhabitants that a poo was loose, which was followed by a search, discovery and removal operation.
This game endured many a round, with all poos accounted for until one fateful occasion when one of the male housemates announced that a poo was loose. The other housemates searched high and low for hours to no avail.
Days passed, the fabled hidden poo was not discovered. The three housemates questioned the existence of the poo until one horrifying morning. The female inhabitant awoke, rolled out of bed and headed to the kitchen for some sustenance. She made some toast, removed the margarine from the fridge and buttered a slice. Upon buttering the second slice she noticed that the marge had taken on a different shade, a deep brown mixed with the usual creamy yellow...
After a moment of digging, the appalling truth was uncovered: the poo had been carefully concealed at the bottom of the margarine which had been used regularly since the inception of the round.
If you can beat that story, I'll eat my...
COMMENT: AUTHOR: Michael EMAIL: mgill@realestate.com.au DATE: 2006-04-28 11:36:45 The toothpaste hiding is extremely foul. This well could be a copied myth, but I've got some gross friends who I'd unfortunately believe legitimately played 'Hide the Poo'. Glad to see it's an international phenomenon though!
Comments
DATE: 2006-04-26 21:14:26
Surely there has to be a better way than messing about with your own poo to get the house clean?!
The fact that they were happy to spend so much time fiddling about with their own excrement suggests firstly that there was something horribly wrong there, and secondly; a similar sort of outcome was bound to happen sooner or later given the 'personalities' of the flatmates.
Why would you even think 'hide the poo' up anyway?!
EEEEEWWWWWW!!!!
Posted by: Sarah | July 17, 2006 12:10 PM
DATE: 2006-04-26 21:16:26
funny that someone in Oz has heard that story as well - i've met the "original" perpetrators of the hide the poo story (so they claim) and they're from the south coast of England. (thankfully i've never had to live with any of them)
In their version, this game is known as "stinky poo"... in reference to the fact that whoever is doing the "hiding" lets it be known that there's one loose about the house by whispering "stinky poo" just before the unfortunate discovery.. having also heard about the margarine incident, the other "hilarious" hiding places they told me about include balled up socks, shoes, toothpaste tubes (cutting off the bottom of the tube, replacing the contents and then glueing it back), jars of peanut butter and marmite and tubs of chocolate ice cream...
A few days after hearing this story, we were having dinner one night when someone whispered the fatal words "stinky poo" just as dessert was served. One of the guys has been so traumatised by the whole incident he spent 10 minutes going through the apple crumble with a fork just to double check he hadn't been "got" again. He refused to eat anything after that.
So have I've beaten Michael's story? And we require photographic evidence...
Posted by: Cline | July 17, 2006 12:10 PM
DATE: 2006-04-28 11:46:33
That is so so wrong but i suppose it was better than leaving it in the bottom of the nutella jar!!!
Posted by: Hayden | July 17, 2006 12:10 PM
DATE: 2006-05-01 01:08:55
Well.....back in 1992 in Toowong in Brisbane in a large old rental house on Coronation drive, along the Brisbane river, very near the Regatta hotel.
Myself a 4 other Sunshine Coast boys lived here. We had many parties and many beers were drunk there on the balcony watching the never ending stream of cars go by on Coro dr.
One night we had a one of our great parties that alot of people usually ended up, most of whom we didnt know. Everyone was pissed.
I proceeded to the bathroom to relieve myself. (Most of the patrons at our house were the 'University' friends of my house mates) I went into the bathroom whch had a shower and bath scenario in the same room(1950's Style). To my absolute horror(after my relieving myself) I discovered a large soul shit dumped in the bath. I was livid, as I didnt really like alot of the other guys Uni mates so I went on a war path, firstly to have an emergency meeting with my immediate house mates.
I gathered them altogether for this 'poo summit' in an adjoining room of the kitchen and solemnly and sternly advised of the 'shit in the Bath'. They all looked at each other with wide eyed grins at first thinking that it was a joke. I then goose-stepped them all in into the bathroom advising that this was no joke and showed them the disguting nugget.
They all saw the sight and all had a very quick retreat from the bathroom with similar disgust to myself. ALthough as they were pissed saw a funny side to it, although i was not laughing as I was genereally the only person who would get in and clean the bathroom properly and knew it was going to be me having to extracate the ppo from the bath.
We all had wild guesses as to whom it was - sort of like a 'who dunnit'. All our own preliminary research and specualtion narrowed it down to two suspects at the party.
One was a very pissed good mate of theirs who was just too pissed and probably did it as he would have thought the bath was the toilet. Johnny (one of my housemates) had a personal friend, this girl Kate I think her name was (she actually went to my school but I never had anything to do with her). She was very straight at school and on this night although as she had a major crush on Johnny she was getting pissed and was very pissed. So we were quite inclined to lay the blame on her.
Yes in the end I had to scoop the poo out of the bath, it was more of a shit rather than a poo. Poo sounds too cute for this nugget that was left behind that night and no it was not hidden as was the other poo's have been in the previous articles although I thought it was worth mentioning.
We never did get a positive ID on the shit in the Bath fiasco at Coronation Drive Toowong and to this day remains a Mystery.
Dedicated to Mark, Eric, Johnny and Adam from Stuart ( the Sunny Coast boys in Brisbane)
Posted by: Stuart | July 17, 2006 12:10 PM
DATE: 2006-05-07 13:27:04
Fuck, thats gross
Posted by: Cassie | July 17, 2006 12:10 PM
DATE: 2006-05-10 21:52:38
FAKE!
though i must give points for a good story well told. think i might actually use that trick at my house. nah, no one would ever find it.
Posted by: STEVE | July 17, 2006 12:10 PM
DATE: 2006-05-12 14:18:19
I prettymuch almost pissed myself laughing reading this. Although it is goddamn disturbing why anyone would want to be concealing their own sloppy shit for somebody else to find, especially in their own house.
Toothpaste tubes, LOLOLOL. That's effin' gold.
Posted by: Machi | July 17, 2006 12:10 PM
DATE: 2006-06-08 18:30:08
funniest story ive read so far!
Posted by: sz | July 17, 2006 12:10 PM