Sheep Sh*t pudding

This particular event happened last summer on my uncle's farm in Virginia. My brother and I had just finished cutting a field of hay and were enjoying an evening meal under the shade of an elm tree. He went down for water to the creek and while he was gone I took a bowl the was filled with delicious plumb pudding and placed into it not one, but two large pieces of sheep s***. When he returned I encouraged him to taste the plumb pudding and he did, he ate it all. SH*T PUDDING!! HE ATE SH*T PUDDING!!

Oh and to be completely honest, I have no brother, it was me! I ATE SHEEP SH*T! I swear, I did!