OK, I am friends with these girls that bartend and they are from Orange County and LA.
They are Angels and Dodgers fans and make fun of me because I always come in to eat and watch the Padres (admittedly lose, a lot of the time).
What does this have to do with POOP?
Their managers are both Padres fans and side with me (the customer is always right, anyway, huh?)
I want one of their managers to help me hide my REMOTE CONTROLLED FARTING MACHINE behind the bar when they are called back to the kitchen to pick up my food order.
Then we'll see what smells funny about LA team baseball fans!