Because you can’t.
I’m at my parents’ house. My baby seester gradumacated from high school yesterday so we’re in Dallas for the weekend. My other sister is also home from the convent for a week. And a girl from her convent, Danielle, came in last night to spend the night since she had a 12-hour layover on her way back to the convent.
At 6am I heard my sister say from the hallway, “Wow, there is totally poop on the floor.” And Danielle said, “Yeah, that sure is.” And I heard them cleaning it up and then my mom mopped the floor with disinfectant.
I got up and wanted to make sure I heard right. There was POOP on the floor in the hallway? Actual POOP? And yes, there was.
Just for the record, there were no puppies here. No cats, no hamsters, not even sea monkeys. There were no toddlers. There were no homeless people. There were 6 grown-ass sober people sleeping in this house.
And nobody did it. NOBODY pooped in the hallway in the middle of the night. Everyone is baffled. So maybe we have duendes. (For that video, keep your eye on the small shape in the background against the wall.)
EDITOR’S NOTE: I purposely did not make this about who did or did not poo in the hallway. It ain’t Clue, and let’s be honest- it’s embarrassing for whomever it was. As far as I know, nobody in the house has a history of extracurricular pooping, and if it happens again, someone will have something to deal with. Until then it was just a weird, weird occurrence.
