I would like to preface this review by saying I am pretty crass and I enjoy dirty jokes. I won’t hesitate to smirk when I drive by Dick’s Sporting Goods or set my thermostat to 69 degrees. Similarly, places like Intercourse, Pennsylvania, Lake Titicaca and the planet Uranus always get a chuckle from me. I have been known to “crop dust” at work and break wind in elevators. I still also love Mr. Hankey the Christmas Pooh from South Park. His whimsical adventures and cheerful songs continue to delight me every holiday.All of this being said, I found this book utterly revolting. I read the reviews, people said it was funny, so I thought I would give it a whirl with my 8 and 5 year old. Let me tell you, there are illustrations of poop on every page. It gets pretty repetitive after the first 2 pages or so. And yes, all the animals poo and the zoo keeper has to pick it up, but good lord, does it have to be constantly described? Then at the end of the story, the book features a man who collects unusual poop. Pause a minute, and take that in. Someone actually collects poop as a hobby. He scoops up poop, puts it in jars, labels it, and places it on a shelf. Am I the only one who finds that disturbing, even if it is fiction? Why would any one do that?Overall, this entire book is so over the top with the verses about poop, and the illustrations of poop on every single page that it is not funny. It is too much and it is sickening. As a parent, having had to change diapers and clean poop, and also picking up my dog’s poop daily, I understand the look, the feel and the horrid smell of poop and I found this book to be simply gross. My kids chuckled a bit at the beginning of it but by the end they looked bored. Why? The repetition of the poop and what the animals do with the poop and what the zoo keeper and the feces-fanatic at the end does with the poop. It is too much. Take heed, reader, take heed.The good news is that this book did inspire me to write my own stomach-churning stories. Maybe Menses at the Fences or the Vomit Comet. Maybe Mia’s Diarrhea or The Pus Bus. Who knows?