About Our Poopers
He Shat, She Shat
The original founder and brainchild behind the blog, He Shat She Shat has always been interested in and open about the topic of poop and the bathroom. His is a history rich with poop stories and interesting theories about the culture of the potty room. While I’m certainly here to entertain, I hope to educate and enlighten as well. If this blog can become something that brings joy to your morning as a professional and educated adult, then I feel like I have done my job. So every night after my scheduled 8pm dump I will make sure we get something up here so you can read it on your Blackberries during your 10am dump (if that isn’t too taboo for your work setting)
Hu Phlung Pu
Look, all you need to know about me is that I take my BMs pretty seriously. Let me lay this down for you. I wake up. I come to. I walk over to the toilet. I sit down. I immediately poop. I wipe my butt. I use a mad crazy combo of toilet paper and wet wipes. I flush. I wash my hands. I walk over to the mirror and admire a flatter tummy. Twenty minutes later, I poop again. Yes, I always poop at least twice by 10AM. Every day, no exception. If you’re super jealous and already hate me because I poop twice before noon, then get ready to spit nails.
My hope is to bring a strong female perspective to this blog. Some topics I plan to explore include, “When is it okay to fart in front of your boyfriend?” “How will I know when it’s the right time to allow my lover to walk in whilst I poop?” “Is there a downside to BMing?” And so on, and so forth.
I’m DrColonic, yes a for-reals doctor who managed to somehow make it through interviews for both medical school and residency despite my love for creating hilarious awkward social situations via my well-placed inappropriate comments. It’s not that I don’t understand social norms (I think), but shock-educating people out of their comfort zones via knowledge/references to their body is just too hilarious to pass up. Interestingly, I still have friends, and when one of them invited me to share my wisdom about the amazing world of our butts, it was difficult to pass up.
I have to read (or at least pretend to read) a steaming pile of scientific studies for this job, and since my brain is often in that mode, you will most likely be exposed to many liberally paraphrased chunks of academia from journals such as the Annals of Fecology (copyright on that name: mine), mixed with my own inappropriate insight. One of my goals is to teach you the Art of Awkward Conversation Using the Gastrointestinal and Genitourinary System, since I can only write on this blog and can’t be there with your soon-to-be-smaller circle of friends via the Internet. Note: I plan to make this technology available as soon as possible (working title: Doctor Colonic’s Insta-Blog Virtual Presence). Until then, you have only my words to help you along the path.
My name is Papa Squat and like many of you I have been taking care of business for multiple decades. I consider myself to be someone with eclectic interests ranging from the popular to the obscure. What Ken Jennings is to Jeopardy, Papa Squat is to He Shat, She Shat. I am your “jack of all trades, master of none.” I imagine this personality will come through in my writing and topic discussion. Topics will range from a technical analysis on colorectal angles to the use of cell phones in the bathroom (public vs. private, urinal vs. stall) and beyond. I am not afraid to discuss the most taboo of subjects yet hope to do so while maintaining some humor, style, and grace. Join me as we laugh, cringe, and learn together – there is much to discuss.
Doogan Howser MD
Greetings from the shadows of the everlasting porcelain throne stall. By way of introduction I am Doogan Howser MD and I am pleased to be a part of this noble endeavor of discussing the world of dooking. Due to my stubborn bowels, I spend about an hour a day on the pot taking care of business. So while I am not a real doctor, in the traditional sense of the word, I feel more than qualified to opine on the matter. Maybe you could say that the MD stands for Mad Diarrhea or Messy Dumps. You choose. I hope to assist in bringing to light what has long been kept hidden behind closed doors of graffiti-covered stalls. And you can rest assured that every one of my posts will be written whilst sitting upon the can.