I was walking home recently when I passed two high school-age girls who were looking back in shock and horror at something behind them. I looked ahead to see an old man semi-hunched over, his back to me, apparently, in my guess, holding onto his dong while taking a piss. When I caught up to him, however, I watched him calmly and nonchalantly, with half his arm shoved into his fly, withdraw his hand, in which he held a neatly folded napkin containing a huge wet swath of shit. He took a glance at me, then, with no expression on his face, folded it, placed it in his breast pocket, and continued to move on. Wack?