Young and wholesome-sounding woman calls me up to make a reservation.
Woman: "Hi, I'd like to make a reservation for the weekend of April 11th"
Me: "Ok, Miss, what kind of room are you looking for, one bed or two beds?"
Woman: "Two beds, please"
Me: "Oh, Miss, I'm sorry, but we're out of rooms with two beds for that weekend
Woman, flummoxed: "Oh. Poop."
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That was probably my aunt Kathy. She's a scatologist.
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