smells like poo, sounds like poo,...must be

[pope]

hey kids, here's your pop idol in action

[marylou]

I don't think we know who the culprit was here yet.

[Chriznitch]

in the old days it was safe to ask for an autograph

[catbirdseat]

Look, up in the sky. It's a bird! It's a plane! No! It's a bus! Eeeeuuuwwww!

[pope]

I don't think we know who the culprit was here yet.

 

Here is what we do know. At the concert, his expressions seem to convey something more than his usual intense passion for appreciative fans:

 

After complaining of symptoms of irritable bowel syndrome, he was unable to obtain good directions to the toilet.

 

Always aware of his tour's demanding schedule, Dave jumped on the bus, counting on using the facility available on board. However, who could have anticipated his private coach would be hijacked by crazed fans?

 

Dave disappeared to the toilet, but when disturbing noises and a terrible oder were detected near the back of the bus, his personal assistant got worried. Dave didn't respond to inquiries about his well-being, and when they broke down the door to the John, they found this:

 

Hours later Dave was visibly shaken. Unable to give an interview, Dave continued mumbling something about a "macho burrito de diablo" and smelling his fingers.