Jessica and Stephen Whyte, were victims of an early trick rather than treat when they realised they had been served poo, cleverly disguised in a Chocolate Ice Sunday at Sydney's popular Coogee Bay Hotel.
Apparently, Stephen and Jessica were watching the recent NRL Grand Final with friends and family and the music was a little too loud in this rather 'young' and noisy pub. They asked staff to turn the TV down and were offered free dessert by way of apology. Two families say staff served them ice-cream laced with poo. Staff are denying it but testing has proved there was faecal matter in their ice cream. Who put it there is still a point of contention . . .
Two sides to every story:
I wonder was it:
"Oi! We're troyin' teh watch the friggin' game and can't hear a bloody thing over that techno racket yous dish pigs are playin'? Turn the friggin boom box down!""Excuse me, but would you mind awfully turning down that lovely background music just a little as the NRL game is getting very exciting and we'd love to be able to hear the commentator while we finish our delicious meal?"
or more . . .
. . and Gelatogate was born!
Like one of life's great mysteries, the Coogee Bay Hotel saga is embroiled in a conundrum: What came first - the poo or the gelato? The NSW Food Authority yesterday revealed laboratory tests proved excrement was indeed at the centre of the napkin used by Jessica Whyte to spit out the tainted gelato. (Go on, you're all going eeeeuuuuwww - she actually ate some!)
Coogee Bay hotel has tested the gelato and it's come up squeaky clean . . . so somewhere between the kitchen and the table, the gelato has met with misadventure!
"The Coogee Bay Hotel has never disputed the substance "The real question remains - where did it come from?" say staffers.
"Further DNA analysis by the Authority will now be conducted to determine if the sample is of human or animal origin," Mr Macdonald said. "That test will take up to a week to complete.
"Obviously, we are keeping an open mind and do not want to pre-empt this investigation."
So tonight's Friday Fuckwit the is yet to be discovered, but sure as eggs, someone who put poo in a client's knicker bocker glories!
So when those little Halloweenies knock on your door tonight asking for a Trick or Treat . . . you'd better have your lollipops ready . . . revenge can be . . . well shit frankly!