I voted 50%. I grew up in with my single mom. She was an RN. She would talk about ANYTHING at ANY time with ANYONE. It was often embarrassing, so I tried not to incite her to overshare or to ask too many personal questions.

I also voted 50%. In my family, the women can discuss poop with no problem. It's the men that you can't discuss it with. They're grossed out by women talking about poop.

I grew up being shushed quite a bit, but that might have been because I was one of the most outspoken 5 year olds on the planet. I voted 75 percent shameful.

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i get the occasional 'stop talking about poop' from my dad, but the rest of my family enjoys a good poop story.

I voted 75 %. I only talked about my poop when i had really wet poop or (once) green poop. Mabye it's closer to 95%, but not quite 100%.

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"KOC -- the Cool Crapper" - Rat Droppings

i voted 75% but that also includes one time that i peed blood, does that count? i guess not, my dad and i also share the occasionaly fart jokes, but usually we don't talk about poo.

75%
If the need arose, it would be discussed. not a normal topic of conversation though.

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Poop Shooter!

In our house it wasn't pass the peas, it was pull my finger! (When mom was getting a champagne lime ice colonic)

Wait, wait.
Your mom got colonics on the kitchen table? eeeew.

Well you know the land of peacock feathers and hottubs... F.Poopie

I voted 75%, but only based on environmental conditions--it just wasn't normally discussed.
Based on my own preferrence, however, it would be 0%--I'd talk about poop any place at any time. I just don't out of consideration for those who don't enjoy the subject as much as me.

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Keep up the crappy work!

I said 75%, I don't mention poop except when it's really important simply because it gets no more than an "eww" out of most people. However, college has really changed me, and I'll even warn the guys in my suite when there's a particularly smelly one coming (and all of them have a can of air freshener just for that). I love that I can come here and really open up. It's too bad there can't be more people without inhibitions.

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Practicing the ancient Chinese art of double flushing... because sometimes, a single flush just isn't enough.

I voted 75%. I grew up in one of those families that we rarely ever talked about poop..unless it was concern because it was really wierd [like the time I was 7 and had blue poop]
College was turning point because we'd joke about it within the apartment. Turns out I just had an anal-retentive family [no pun intended]

0% for me...my family has always been open about everything...especially the arousing subject of poo
faece out!

Growing up in the central Valley CA .. farm country... My folks were farm labor.. we didn't give a shit about talking about "pooP" it was a normal function..around our house Mom was the only female.. Dad n 4 boys. caca was not seen as a no no , except in front of "Company"..

As I grew older I got fatter! Now in my Golden years ( 67 years old).. and w/ a 64 inch waist. wiping my ass became a proplem. as my culo got biggier my arms got shorter. After a stool, I couldn't reach "ground zero" with my hands and the charmin.

One day while sitting on the "water closet" I grew a brain. I was thinging to my self. I said self.. what if you take a set of tongs. the kind you use for barbicueing .. put wrap the tips with a water proof matrial. crink a 90o bend on both. so they pinch sidways. wrap charmin around the four fingers of your hand.
and with the hole thus creating a hole into witch you put the tip of the tongs in the open position. clamping down on the tolet paper. in the hole. .. A ass wiping tool was born.. that was ten years ago.. works for me.

Oldtrucker, you might want to contact Chris Rockwell and let him know about your method of wiping. On The Daily Download quite a while back, he tried to find out how a fat person wipes his ass. Finally, the enigma has been solved!

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Practicing the ancient Chinese art of double flushing... because sometimes, a single flush just isn't enough.

Oldtrucker, that might work well for you...
but I wonder how this guy wipes his butt.

Oh, Don't click on the above link if you are sensitive to sagging, stretched marked belly fat.
At least, I think that's his belly...

1212 pounds?? Damn, that's like 7-1/2 of me. I wonder how he shits? (actually, I don't want to know) I'm sure he can't wipe his ass. I also wonder if there is weight ratings for toilets. I'm not sure if my Kohler could hold over a half a ton. Of cource, his belly would be on the floor.

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Poop Shooter!

1212 lbs is only an estimate. There are no scales that doctors can use to accurately determine his weight. That figure is based on a series of measurements (must have used some looooong tape measures) that they took a while back.
The weird thing is that, even at his weight, his cholesterol is normal for a 40 year old man. Go figure that one out.

I'm sure that guy has to use a bed pan, or goes in a shower stall and gets hosed off by an attendant or something.

Dang. That picture makes me feel SO much better about the shape of my thighs!

And I thought I was fat... ~250lb, 6' tall, 38" waist with a tummy hanging over.

I wonder HOW this guy is gonna be avle to travel to France... buy three seats on a plane?

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Practicing the ancient Chinese art of double flushing... because sometimes, a single flush just isn't enough.

Sorry for the errors, should be "able" and "Italy".

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Practicing the ancient Chinese art of double flushing... because sometimes, a single flush just isn't enough.

I was raised in a fairly shameful environment. Ironically, however, even though my mother was quite prudish, she had no reservations about using the half bath near our kitchen/breakfast room rather than the bathroom in her bedroom. The reason this is ironic, is because I can remember many a morning I would be eating breakfast, and she would finish her coffee, go in the bathroom, let out a fart that rattled the walls, and re-enter the breakfast room very nonchalantly. Just struck my as funny and a little odd, knowing her as well as I did.

Our family is proudly shameless. Poop was never a taboo subject. My Dad was a champion farter and he always made me laugh when blowing his asstrumpet. He would blame the cat, the dog, my little brothers and my stepmom. It was a great family joke. They would also be rated on the fart smell-o-meter. 1= Mild and 10=SwampgasASS
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