When Portland's Don Derfler looked out his window and saw the mailman lingering in his neighbor's yard, "I thought he had a bunch of packages for us." Oh, yes, he did. Derfler continues:
He started pulling his pants down and started defecating and at that point I grabbed my camera and started to take pictures.
Horrified, Derfler reported the doody-dropping deliverer to the U.S. Post Service. "It's just not right," said Derfler. The USPS apologized and suspended the pooping postman without pay.
In an interview with a local news station, Derfler's appropriately folksy neighbor Dennis—the one whose yard got pooped on—said this:
Nature calls at inopportune times, but jeez! Go back to your rig and find a gas station, for crying out loud!
You know the saying: "Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor movement of bowel stays these couriers from the swift completion of their rounds."
But are we overreacting to the tale of Portland's pooping mailman? If Derfler had waited a little longer, maybe FedEx would have come by. They're always cleaning up the postal service's messes. Zing! [MSNBC, KSN]