Dear dumb departed Rob

The guy who used to live in house immediately behind ours had 2 sons. The youngest one, Rob (stupider than turnips), pissed as a fart needs a shite. His bedroom door faces the bathroom door, this is too far for him too stagger apparently because his brother (tony) tells of the time he stood barefoot in a poo that was half jammed under Robs door. The next bit is heresay but the story apparently continues with Tony proving himself the spirit incarnate of Bruce Lee. Poo still lodged squidgilly between toes, he whoops, ki-ar's and hiyahs poor stupid rob until a final arm snapping wha-dah brings the events to messy painful conclusion.