You know, I'm going to take a moment before getting into a product that fits up your butt so that you can create a decorative turd, to openly wonder why I have chosen a career in which I have to write about something of this nature.
Yeah, I know that I pretty much created this avenue of employment due to my inability to grow up and I completely understand that my lack of job opportunities directly evolved from the fact that I am incredibly lazy, but still, I am writing about something called a Turd Twister and no one has decided to step in and force an intervention upon me?
Surely there's some kind of therapy available for someone like me who has spent the past 15 years writing stuff which revolves around the advent of deranged products right? Like maybe shock treatment? Adderall enemas? A slow-release Flintstones vitamin patch? Anything?
You mean I have no choice but to write that the Turd Twister is dishwasher safe, that the "Extruder Ring" is held together by the power of your butt cheeks and should you feel that you might "accidentally" push that ring up into your rectum a bit too high, don't worry, you can always pull on your Safe-T-Floss to remove it (although if you are what is known as a sphincter-pincher, a heavier floss might be in order).
Oh dear god help me.... It also comes with a set of various shapes to turn your turd into:
I feel sick.
Source: Geek Alerts