This Cute Jogger Has A Seriously Jacked Up Jogging Routine

Suddenly all those 'crazy ex' stories your buddies talk about don't seem 'quite' so bad...

Written by Outdoor Beasts Staff on October 10, 2017

Suddenly all those ‘crazy ex’ stories your buddies talk about don’t seem ‘quite’ so bad…

This woman has some real issues. Medical, psychological, or both, this is just plain gross.

We’ve all seen joggers, right? They tend to be creatures of habit. They have their own rituals and routines.

But do they normally involve having the police look for you?

They are calling her ‘the mad pooper’.

And no, we haven’t even gotten to the nasty part yet.

If you live in one Colorado Springs neighborhood, you might see the sight of some strange woman dropping a deuce on your lawn.

Who DOES that?

Still not at the weird part.

This was not a one-time occurrence.

She did it in daylight.

Kids told their mom, ‘There’s a lady taking a poop!’ So I come outside, and I’m like…’are you serious?’

Yeah. Sorry.

Now let’s get to the weird part. No really, there’s more.

At the time of the news report, Cathy Budde said it had been happening for seven weeks. In front of her house.

From KKTV:
Budde said the incident happens at least once a week. She recalled catching the jogger doing her business last week. She said the woman “changed up her time a little bit” because she knew the family was watching.

“I put a sign on the wall that’s like ‘please, I’m begging you, please stop.’…She ran by it like 15 times yesterday, and she still pooped,” Budde told KKTV.

And she STILL pooped.

That’s one really messed-up ritual. In front of the kids and everything. What the hell?

Be glad she’s not YOUR ex. Or worse — wife.

If she’s that far gone in public… we probably don’t even WANT to know what she’s like behind closed doors.

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