A "brown" humor anecdote: This food is crap

Surely, at some point, you’ve wrinkled your nose at a dish served to you and muttered, “This food is crap.” But have you ever stopped to think that crap can actually be food? No, I’m not talking about bacteria, flies, or other insects. This story is real, and I’m telling it just as it was told to me…
 
Luis García was a coworker who loved traveling to exotic countries. On one occasion, he shared some hilarious anecdotes from a trip to India. He and his group visited a small village where the humble locals welcomed them warmly. But then, Luis suddenly felt an urgent need to use the bathroom. The bathroom? What bathroom? They were in a remote spot with just a few huts in the middle of the jungle. How did people manage their urgent needs there?
 
After explaining—more with gestures than in English—what he required, the villagers directed him to climb a small tower where a shack was perched, supposedly for doing his business. Luis found it odd to have a toilet several meters above the ground, but necessity trumped curiosity, so he climbed the ladder to the tiny shack at the top. Inside, there was nothing but a hole in the floor, presumably for his waste. He peered through the hole and saw only bare ground below—no pile of excrement, which puzzled him. If people used this spot regularly, shouldn’t there be something down there? For a moment, he wondered if they were playing a prank on him, but with no time to hold it in and demand answers, he decided to proceed. At least the shack offered some privacy. So, he dropped his pants and underwear, aimed at the hole, and got to work.
 
Barely had the first “sausage” dropped when a commotion erupted below—running, shouting, grunting. He had no idea what was happening down there, but finishing his business took priority. He hurried through it, stepped out of the shack, and started down the ladder—only to freeze halfway at the sight below: several pigs were scrambling and fighting over the “sausages” he’d just released. In that hungry region, even human waste was a delicacy to the pigs. Later, they explained that the shack was placed high up precisely to keep the pigs from charging at you the moment you dropped your pants. Luis was so stunned that, for days afterward, he kept glancing around nervously every time he used the bathroom—even in a city hotel room—half-expecting a pig to pop up nearby.
 

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