You are sitting on your couch- you glance at your yard and see a shadowy figure shuffling and hesitating beyond your hedge. By the time you race outside to confront the trespasser... all that is left is a steaming mound of ...POOP! You have been victimized by the elusive Poopsquatch!
Son of the legendary Poopsquatch (please see Poopsquatch), legend says that on an attempted capture of the Poopsquatch, the assailants were only able to capture a small portion of Poopsquatch.