This is a true poo story, one that I don't go around telling folks, but it's hilarious:
Back in the Summer of 1988, Signora V. and I were getting together in Central Park for a picnic with a bunch of sci-fi fans - fans of the British TV series
Doctor Who to be specific. Since we both liked to cook, we thought we'd make a rectangular sheet cake that looked like the TARDIS.
For those who don't watch the show, the TARDIS looks like an old-fashioned British police box:
So, we used an angel food cake mix, but we needed blue frosting.
Deep blue frosting. We couldn't find anything resembling what we needed from any of the local stores, so we decided to use cans of white frosting and blue food coloring. Well, it took a
helluva lot of food coloring to achieve the desired shade of blue, but it worked. We brought the cake to the picnic, and everyone was happy.
Happy, that is, until the cake (and the frosting) eventually worked its way out of everyone's digestive system! You guessed it - Blue Poo. I mean, TARDIS-colored turds. It was hysterical - and no, I
didn't photograph it. (Somewhere, though, I think I've got a pic or two of the cake.)
And, for a long time afterwards, the mention of the old song, "Am I Blue?" would crack us up uncontrollably. We could never explain it. We always said it was a personal joke (which, I guess, it was).
Signor V.