Review of
Muddled Meanderings in an Outhouse,
by Bob Ross
Five out of five stars
Humor about an essential activity
Shortly before
he died, I told my uncle about a septic tank joke that I had heard. I followed
it up by saying that we were the last generation that would appreciate and
understand the joke. Both of my grandparent’s houses had outhouses rather than
an indoor toilet. Therefore, I am familiar with the act of executing nature
calls outdoors when the weather was horrible. No one that has not done it can
understand how rough it is to drop your pants and keep them down until the deed
is complete.
This book
contains a set of short poems that reminisce about using an outhouse. They are
very good, potty humor with an historical taste. Each item of prose is accompanied
by an image of an outhouse, some very much finer than others. While most people
will be able to appreciate the humor, true understanding of some of them will
not be possible for those who have not fought the weather and the insects while
pursuing the most basal form of relief.
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