This morning, I was in the bathroom using the "box," and all of a sudden in bursts non-stooge 1. She sees me and she screams: "Ewww! Brian is going poo!" And from the other room I hear non-stooge 2 yell "Ewwww!" Then there's a pause and I hear non-stooge 2 say "I gotta see this," and then the sound of running feet.
Needless to say, I do not evacuate my bowels to provide entertainment for stooge-children, so I jumped out and hid behind my big porcelain drinking dish. I never did get to poo, and I think now I might be constipated.
Reason Number 253 that I'm going to eat those small non-stooges when I'm big enough.