Come on now, get real.

I live in Ohio, which basically has the same climate as Pennsylvania. It rains and snows - a lot.

Cats, dogs and other animals have shit on my driveway over the years and I rarely clean it up; I let the rain wash it away.

I could maybe slightly beleive that the could have happened in a desert climate but not in Pennsylvania.

Your poo lasted for a year and a half? It didn't rain in that time? Nobody stepped in it? No dog ate it? I call shenanigans.

Sorry poo-shack, I also have a hardtime beliving in a turd with that longevity. Perhaps your original poo pile had been replaced with a look-alike pinched from the anus of some animal or another shameless shitter.

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Eat chilies and feel the burn!!

Maybe you`d just started a trend in 5 year olds, poo shack. Each of the locals on reaching that age would feel they had to mark the corner of the territory as their own with a big staeming turd. So the stain you saw in 1987 could have been a fresh marking by a newbie 5 year old.

Most likely could only happen on the moon. Why not take a swab sample and have the DNA analyzed.

I see an opportunity for experimentation! Anyone game? LOL

Looks Shitty...

I think the indelibility factor depends upon the material of which the sidewalk was made. Some cement is both porous and easily stainable; further, some poop has more pigment in it than others. I wouldn't count out the possibility that this story is true. I liked it as a story and have somewhat similar memories--indistinct now--of that time in my life.

Give us the address so we can see for ourselves on Google Earth.

Actually I am going to Pittsburgh in a few weeks and Canonsburg is only a few miles south of Pittsburgh, right off of I-79.

I am willing to burn the gas to verify this, if you can't see it on Google Earth.

I would be willing to try that in my backyard. I would drop a dookie and see how long it stayed but I think the elements would eventually wash it away. Sure there COULD be a leftover skidmark BUT the chances of that? Hmmm I wouldnt bet you a nickle either way. Of course the conditions would have to be perfect too. Hmmmmmmm things to think about.
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The Thunderous Crapper 63 Enjoying home toilet advantage since 2004!

Well, you have to remember, the last time he saw the skid it was 1987. It's highly unlikely it would still be there after all of this time. The sidewalk itself would likely be worn away by now.

Cut the guy a break! Maybe he had uranium for breakfast, railroad spikes for lunch, and washed it all down with paint. (or a 7 layer burrito at Taco Bell!)

It's just how I remember it... it could have been the concrete used in the sidewalk as suggested by MSG (Thanks!), or it could have been something else. Maybe a custom car aficinado left a piece a scrap metal on the sidewalk, it then rained, and left a rust mark on the concrete. Anyway, that's how I remember it... whether or not this story is believable is totally up to the reader (Hell, if it's funny, I'll still dig the story even if it does turn out to be false).

BTW, I will admit to an error... Highland & McNary Aves. run parallel to one another. The site in question (attention Doniker & Logjam) is the northern corner of Highland Ave. and Perry Como St., and most likely that area of sidewalk was replaced in the 1990s with a better grade of concrete (the type that doesn't hold poo pigment).

so now you are back peddling.

Just admit your story is all bullshit.

I have pooped on pavement several times in my younger days. The turd would usually vanish completely in 3-4 days though. I always thought some animal had found the ulitmate "snack"..

John, I'd like to say you're full of shit, but you apparently unloaded and it's still there as proof...
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Assaulting toilets since 1977!

When I was young and living at home, we had a dog that would shit in the house at least twice a day. My brother and I could not stand to look at it so we would put cereal bowls over the mounds to cover them till my mother got home from work. Maybe, just maybe some waitress walking to work got tired of looking at it and covered it with one of those domes they use to cover pastries. If this happened the turd could last indefinitely until the dome was removed years later. It may have been a landmark. At any rate, further investigation by our crack field crew is needed.

hey prarie dog...put away the crack pipe and cool out.

No waitresses with dome covers are walking around the streets of Canonsburg, covering up turds. This is one of your drug induced hallucinations.

You need rehab.

Sorry Doniker, I stopped using the drugs years ago. This is the real me (well maybe silghtly fried).

If i came home and found my kids had covered dog poop with our food bowls instead of picking it up and disposing of it, they'd be grounded for a year!

Sorry AC, I had a rough childhood. Beside, we rinsed the bowls out before we put them back.

I once had an incident similar to John Poo-shack's... I was in my early teens and I was at my younger brother's little league game, and the urge hit right there in the second inning. There were no porta-potties, just some woods. These were days prior to cell phones and all that stuff. I had two choices...shit myself or go into the woods to find a somewhat private place to shit. Having been a boy scout, I was quite resourceful in locating a place to drop a deuce. I had no tp to add insult to injury, and waiting until I got home to real bathroom was not an option, and I knew that I was not going to make it to the McDonalds in the shopping center, a quarter of a mile away. I went deep in the woods to my surprise found a downed tree trunk, which I was able to sit on and hang my ass over the side. I dropped my shorts to knee level, and sat on the tree trunk, hung my ass over the side and had a major blow out. Needless to say I felt a lot better, and as I was going to clean up I realized there were no leaves to wipe. So I pulled up my shorts and admired my creation in the wilderness for a couple of minutes. I then continued my journey to the McD's to shit some more and clean up properly. The game was just about to end when I returned to the ball field, and my parents asked me where I had been. I had explained to them that I had to go to the bathroom real bad and went to Mc D's to do it. To this day, my mother does not know that I shit in the woods by the ball field like a grizzly bear.

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In search of the ever evasive BM

I thought I smelled something dark brown when I walked down that street in the past. Genetically strong shit particles I guess.

I dunno.... I've seen sidewalks that wound up with the impressions and colors of leaves that stayed on the sidewalk for extended periods of time.

I'd say someone needs to get in touch with the Discovery Channel. Hey Dave- do you have the Mythbusters' phone numbers???

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Rock-n-roll! Poopy-poo!

I quite liked this story. Those of you who are calling BS (or would it be KS for kid shit) are forgeting that this memory is from a 5-6 year old kid. Does it matter if the stain was real?

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Number One . . . I order you to take a number two.

I've never had uranium for breakfast (as suggested by Squat-n-leaveit), but the house that my family and I moved into after our time in the apartment was less that a mile from a site where radioactive waste was dumped (left over by Standard Chemical Corp. when they made some materials for the Manhattan Project). The site was cleaned up (supposedly) in the mid-'80s and is fenced off.

I also never had railroad spikes for lunch or dinner, but I've huffed a lot of paint in my job over the years (and got either sick or high, depending on the brand), and it's been a while since I had a 7-layer burrito at Taco Bell... maybe I should have one tonight!

Tonight? Why wait? Do it now! (then find a sidewalk!)

i wonder if anyone ever slipped on the thing and fell over though. you know with practise you might be able to write out your entire name in concrete :)

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i see dead poople :s

About 7 years ago, I encountered another 'shit on the sidewalk' in London (they would've called it 'shit on the pavement' though). I got off the train at Greenwich and was walking to the bed-and-breakfast I was staying at. I had to go through a subway (what the British call a pedestrian tunnel) to get to my street, and just as I was to exit, I saw shit on the side of the walkway (it was on the angled concrete wall, actually). I don't think a kid put that there though... most likely a binge drinking adult. But here's the funny part... 2 days later the walls and ceiling of this subway were painted white, and the turds were painted over! I immediately thought of something a co-worker of mine said, but added to... "You can't shine a turd (nor can you give it a fresh coat of paint)".

If this story is true, the area in which the shit occurred must be incredibly free of animal life. I was forced to take a dump in the yard at my house when the plumbing was shot and the turd was gone before dawn. Coyotes. Dogs. Starving shit fetishists. Who knows? It had to have been something other than your shit.

Though there was this one time when we had a dog who went completely nuts. We never did figure out what was wrong with her and put her down at 2 years old, after she started lunging at people and snapped at the family. (We suspect heavy metal poisoning but were never able to confirm it.)
Anyway, she took her last dump on a patch of grass outside the vet just before she was put to sleep and the grass under her shit died. Not too unusual, except that the gardener later tried to replant the spot and it refused to grow. He re-seeded the area several times and nothing happened. Nine years after the deadly turd, when we moved out of the neighborhood, the bare patch was still there. No one knows for sure what caused it, whether it was the dog shit or not.

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Well, you don't actually blow on it. That's just an expression.