Bloke baffled that every house doesn’t have ‘poop knife’ after being forced to explain its purpose
This one strange incident has been reported by The Mirror in which a guy had to explain to a family the usefulness of a “Poop Knife”. It is a term which I am sure that you have never heard before. Almost every family is aware of their own traditional values and customs. There are certain things which are prevalent in one family while outside it nobody knows about it or any details.
As a kid when a person grows up in a family he continuously faces search values which are shared with the entire family. He thinks that these values are quite common and must be present in every person around the world. But this is not the case as the world welcomes quite a lot of diversity. This dude actually fell prey to such a diversity as he could not expect that no one knows about a poop knife.
So if you like a weird and bizarre confession then keep on reading otherwise you are advised to close the article.
The family of this guy always kept a poop knife which was every time available on the wall of the laundry room hung on a nail. The guy thought that such a practice was quite normal and must be prevalent in every home. However, after facing an awkward situation at friend’s home the reality became quite clear to him.
He brought forward the shocking moment of realization on the famous social media site Reddit. We will just narrate the entire incident in his own words.
Growing up, this was a common enough occurrence that our family had a poop knife. It was an old rusty kitchen knife that hung on a nail in the laundry room, only to be used for that purpose. It was normal to walk through the hallway and have someone call out “hey, can you get me the poop knife”?
Fast forward to 22. It’s been a day or two between poops and I’m over at my friend’s house. My friend was the local dealer and always had ‘guests’ over.
The guy had to use the restroom, so he found the restroom at his friend’s house. He then went inside and had to ask something out while sitting in the restroom.
I look down and see that it’s a sideways one, so I crack the door and call out for my friend. He arrives and I ask him for his poop knife.
Your poop knife, I say. I need to use it. Please.
“Wtf is a poop knife?”
Obviously, he has one, but maybe he calls it by a more delicate name. A faecal cleaver? A Dung divider? A guano glaive? I explain what it is I want and why I want it.
He starts giggling. Then laughing. Then lots of people start laughing. It turns out, the music stopped and everyone heard my pleas through the door. It also turns out that none of them had poop knives, it was just my family with their f***ed up bowels. FML.
The rest story goes on like below:
“I told this to my wife last night, who was amused and horrified at the same time. It turns out that she did not know what a poop knife was and had been using the old rusty knife hanging in the utility closet as a basic utility knife. Thankfully she didn’t cook with it, but used it to open Amazon boxes.”