I Do Not Need To Eat It To Know It Is A Turd

My friend and I were wallking down the street the other day. In one yard, we spotted a brown mass.

It was steaming. In fact, it was the steam that got our attention.

At first, we thought perhaps the grass was on fire.

We decided to check it out. Yep, it was a steaming brown mass.

It smelled awful.

We decided to walk away before the yard's owner thought we did it.

"So, you going to see that new Michael Moore movie, "F-9/11"? my friend asked.