But this is all part of growing up.
One man who, I am certain would share my momentary teenage bog-roll fascination, is a poet who I recently saw perform a poem called The Poo-Eye Incident at, would you believe it, a festival with rather ropey toilet facilities. I watched it all, laughing profusely, without realising that it was Chris Redmond AKA Ventriloquist, a performance poet famed on the London slam poetry circuit.
Enjoy this video of him performing his poem. The version I witnessed was, how can I say, 'a cappella' by comparison - if a poem can ever not be a cappella!