So when i was a kid around 9 or 10 years old i had this friend who i used to hang out with, we would play NES or some shit like everyday after school it was pretty awesome, Until this fateful day. So after school i headed over to my friends house we will call him Steve, Well me and Steve we just playing some video games and he looks over at me dead serious and says "If i tell you a secret can you promise to keep it", So I'm thinking, Oh shit things are about to get serious, so i put on my serious face and told him that i could totally keep a secret.
So Steve begins to tell me that he likes to collect his poop, and im thinking WTF, where does he keep this shit? Well i found that out in about 4 secs when he pulled his matress off his bead and there was a layer of shit under his bed, I would say it was about 10 pounds of hard old disgusting kid shit just sitting under his matress. By now im fucking freaked out, but i still have my cool face on so i say brb i have to take a fucking shit, But in reality im running home because i have to tell someone out this shit hoarding crazy kid. So go and ask my mom if its normal to shit in your hand and shove it under your mattress and she promptly freaks out and tells Steve's mom about his shit collection and that pretty much instantly ended our friendship, but who cares i dont want to hand out with some shit hoarder anyway.