Oh, please. Give me a break. We’re all grown-ups here. Even if you’re reading this in the smart phone cubby you’ve dug into your Intro to College book in the pre-College 101 class that your mom is making you take because she wants you to be prepared, so it looks like you’re reading your Intro to College book — which isn’t actually what you should be doing in class, but which is certainly better than looking at your phone — which is what you are actually doing — you aren’t a child. We can discuss poopie and pee-pee like grown-ups. As we all know, sometimes mommies and daddies and babies have to go poopie and pee-pee, and sometimes those mommies and daddies and babies are astronauts on board the International Space Station. That is just a fact of life! If mommies and daddies and babies are going to eat and breathe and make their little hearts beat, they have to go poopie and pee-pee in the potty. It’s not a joke, it’s not funny, it’s just life. But what if the potty is in a gravity-free environment, and you don’t want the poopie and pee-pee to go everywhere? Well, that’s a good question!

Everything about this answer is sincerely very good and I hope Chris Hadfield makes many more explanatory Internet videos about human space grossness. I can’t wait to tell all of my friends about this when there is a lull in conversation! THANK YOU, POOPIE AND PEE-PEE AND MR. HADFIELD! (Via LaughingSquid.)

Comments (19)
  1. I am not ashamed to admit that I am a grown ass man and I giggled while reading Kelly’s write up.

  2. This actually raised many more questions for me, mostly about the astronaut diet and whether or not I should reconsider my emergency stash of 3,000 bars of astronaut ice cream.

  3. I read this post and watched the video while eating a burrito. I have a stomach of steel today.

  4. Isn’t this the same astronaut who did the Bowie cover? He’s so great! And I’ll never look at a shooting star the same way again!

  5. In space, nobody can hear you poop.

    • Imagine crying babies in space. Talk about a nightmare flight (unless rocket-propelling yourself into oblivion isn’t already part of it).

  6. Freeze-dried space poop meteor showers? Now I’ve heard everything.

  7. Sorry not sorry for all the gratuitous giffing today.

    • One early Saturday morning, I got off the subway at one of the larger stations in downtown Boston (North Station, if you must know!), and someone had carefully covered the large subway map with a zillion Post-Its notes, each of which had the word “POOP” written on it.

  8. There’s a loophole in Kelly’s headline in which we talk about it like Grown Ups, the hit comedy summer smash characters. So I’ll be Kevin James and call this loophole a poophole.

  9. I’m not watching this video. I just got invited to an event where I’m supposed to meet a baby. He’s a month and a half. I mean, I’m going, but I’m going to be PISSED if he doesn’t remember me next time!

  10. If I were in a prog rock band, I’d totally consider making a concept album called Space Toilet.

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