Baby shit.

[Shut Up]

Oh, a fiesty one!

I did not go 'out of my way' to touch the baby poo. Perhaps if your brain was not the circumference of a penny, you would have remembered that my boss told my co-woker and I to clean the baby poo, thus interlinking our fate with the baby poo's in the first place. I did not spot baby poo from afar, run to it and jab it with my finger, as implied by the likes of you, you hair-brained sausage-linker.

At any rate, I did not touch the baby poo with my bare hands. I made sure proper precautions were taken so the infectious materials did not make contact with my skin, if that was what you were concerned with.

And it was funny. We all had a laugh and the kid walked around with baby shit in his backpack. So there.