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Chicago man vows to hunt down whoever pooped on his Tesla

What a s**tty situation.

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Coming back to your car and finding bird poop on the windshield is a pretty normal thing. Finding human feces—not so much. And one Chicago man has embarked on a hunt for the phantom shitter who left their smelly signature on his Tesla Model X.

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A man who identified himself as “Michael” posted an account of exactly went down to Craigslist. He said he was on a third date when he and his companion returned to his beloved electric vehicle and found the duke sitting on the windshield. Providing some much-needed detail, the rightfully upset motorist wrote in his Missed Connections ad:

“sure enough we saw that someone had taken a very large shit on my windshield comprised of two sizable logs and smaller ball which rolled down to my wipers. Pee was not visible leading me to believe that *perhaps* someone had shit in a container at home and then threw it on my car later. “

Talk about a crappy situation. 

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Michael is now dead set on finding the mystery pooper, even offering “significant compensation” for anyone who might have intel about the situation. And you can bank on that reward: “After all, I do own a Tesla,” Michael noted in his post—and those do not come cheap. 

Still, there’s something fishy here. Perhaps it’s too well-crafted a story to be true. Or maybe Michael really is so focused on bringing justice to his sweet Elon Musk-mobile that he turned to Craigslist as a way to investigate. (And the expectation that police should clean human excrement off his car for him does have the whiff of believable rich-dude entitlement.)   

If it’s true, we really do hope the pooper is brought to justice. And if it’s all made up, at least we had a good chuckle. Ideally there’ll be a fourth date in the future—just without all the poop. 

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H/T Chicago Red Eye | Photo via raneko/Flickr (CC BY 2.0) | Remix by Gabe Bergado

 
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