WOMAN FLIES INTO RAGE, DEFECATES ON EX-BOYFRIEND’S PORCH
Poop on the stoop.
Poop on the stoop.
And it wasn’t Clint Eastwood, either.
Mean, missed his mustard.
The camera is always on.
It’s not as uncommon as you might think.
That pesky death rate keeps climbing.
Bring camping gear.
♫ Each deep-sea bug here / Blowing some mud here / Under the sea… ♫ ♪