I didn't mean to hurt anyone's feelings. I just had to GO.

This is an escape a conversation poo. I just couldn't handle hearing
the awful truth about birth anymore.

I hate poops that you have to leave "to be continued"

I am almost sure the iPhone was invented for the crapper and
crapcasting.

Wow!

I didn't think I had THAT much corn last night...

Waiting through three meetings for the opportunity to GO means that when the right time arrives, you don't even have enough time to come up with something clever to Crapcast.