Hide the shit

A few guys in a house in college in Waterford Ireland used to play a game every week called "Hide the shit". And yes the truth is in the name. Don't ask me why but yes one of these fine strapping youngsters used to hide one of their poo's every week for the others in the house to track down. Great fun altogether. Naturally the turd would be located fast due to the stench that would be in its location but one day one of the occupents of this house decided enough was enough, noone would find his little present for love nor money. He would hide it so well that the lads would be tear the house apart to find it......
A month elapsed in the house. No sign of the phathom poo. He was asked did it even exist on several occasions while he sat back and basked in the glory that noone could find his poo. So around the fifth week one of the boy's girlfriends was staying over. She went downstairs to make some toast in the morning. She got the butter out of the fridge and when the toast popped she took them over to the chopping board to put some spread on. As she was sleepily buttering the toast , she noticed that she was nearing the end of the tub and she looked in horror as she had spread out some brown stuff on her toast. The shit had been found......
Mr x we shall call him put so much effort into hiding his shit that he froze the butter . Took butter out of tub. Poo'd into carton and then replaced the butter and popped it back into fridge . Not many people used it so it would be a few weeks before anyone would cop. Hide the shit was put on the back burner after this. Just got too competitive!