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Ok, so I guess it's pretty self-explanatory. You have a big pile of self-propelled, radio controlled fake dog poop. Put it on the floor and wait for someone to clean up after the dog. When they reach for the poop, you hit the switch from your hidden vantage point and watch the hilarity ensue!
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Needs to be silent (no motor whir) and best if it leaves a smeary trail. |
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Remind me never to come round to your house for dinner, justaguy. |
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//Needs to be silent...// Motor noise can be concealed by imitation fly buzzing. |
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All pooh-related entries are, of course, inherently humerous, however the flaw in this idea is that no dog-walker I have ever met cleans up the poops from other people's dogs! In general you are lucky if you see somebody clean up their own dog's mess. I suspect if you were to "Put it on the floor and wait for someone to clean up after the dog" you would be in for a long, long wait. |
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I suppose if you could find a way to feed the radio-controlled propulsion mechanism to somebody else's dog then, eventually, when their dog did the business and they tried to pick it up you could indulge your bent for motorized-poop hilarity.... |
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I think the key word here is "floor" as opposed to "street" or "pathway". I would concur that the piles of excrement are largely ignored in the latter cases, but the former (being one's home) usually results in a hasty scolding and clean-up. Usually. |
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Hey, this one became bunless in the crash as well! I'm bringing it back. |
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