Glitter Turd
A Prize Turd you've got to tell the first person you see about it's structural integrity
Son: Mum! Mum! Feast your eyes on my Glitter Turd. It's like an Airbus just crash landed into our porcelain throne!
Mum: Son, you don't need to keep telling me about your.... oh dear lord. That's a work of art. Derek. Get here quick. Look at our sons potential Prize Turner award!!!
Mum: Son, you don't need to keep telling me about your.... oh dear lord. That's a work of art. Derek. Get here quick. Look at our sons potential Prize Turner award!!!