Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh!
*Further to my reply to ChickenChaser's post.
I used to work as a carer in group homes for mongs (sorry. "People With a Disability). In 1 home I worked with a young gent I shall call Jools. Jools used to regularly get impacted bowels (that's when you don't poo for ages and all the poo gets stuck in your lower intestine - it can be fairly serious). It wasn't his diet as he ate well & loved his water and vegies, Jools just seemed to very rarely shit. So as you imagine a crap was a big thing for Jools. For those in the know - he wasn't in a wheelchair (where this can be a common malady) but had CP and just seemed to choose not to crap very often - never had hemorrhoids or anything & yes we did have toileting/liquids charts for him.
We used to help him onto the loo, usually leave him with some music going and every now and then we'd check on him - if he was done he'd point his elbow at us and give us his usual "buh, buh, buh, buh." at which point we'd help him off, clean him up, flush, wash hands and send him on his way.

One day Jools comes into the office with his pants round his ankles doing a most triumphant "Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh!", having taken himself to the toilet (this was a good thing as most of the other residents wore nappies *sorry, "pads"* and we wanted to foster some independence in Jools as he was more than capable of taking himself to the loo). He takes me to the dunny & shows me a crap the size of an AFL footy. I shit you not. *Sorry*. This thing's circumference was bigger than the bottom of the dunny (which I estimate to be about 700mmx600mm). Again, I shit you not!

After cleaning Jools up and watching him elbow-gesticulate proudly and "Buh, buh" at his poo I then had to suss out how to shift this behemoth. Buckets of water and chemicals would be a waste of time and simply fill an already over-full bowl. Manual manipulation would have to be resorted to.
Eventually I 'carved' it up using a bamboo pole from the garden (bearing in mind, it was impacted and very dense - think: cutting up a lamb roast with a butter knife) and numerous buckets of water. Jools was very proud, I was impressed and he got an extra serve of vegies that night!

The herbs in that corner of the garden where the bamboo post was returned to grew extraordinarily well that year.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Sat 4 Feb 2012, 5:40, 2 replies)

It's the pads thing I find strange here.
If someone is so disabled they have to wear a nappy, I can't really see them giving a fuck or understanding that a nappy is usually associated with babies. I understand some compos mentis people are physically disabled, and need to wear a nappy, then it might make sense to call it a pad, but the post says mongs.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Sat 4 Feb 2012, 14:03, closed)

A slight tip of the hat
to PCness. That's all.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Sat 4 Feb 2012, 21:50, closed)