We Got Ourselves A Manhunt - Louisville Police Is Frantically Searching For A Man Who Keeps Taking Dumps On A Random Person's Front Porch

[Source] - The now-infamous “porch pooper” who has been targeting the same Louisville homeowner over the past week has struck again.

The homeowner, who wishes to remain anonymous, told WAVE News Tuesday that the porch pooper visited his home four times last week and two more times over the Labor Day weekend.

After the Sept. 1 incident, the homeowner put cat litter and loud sonic speakers out on his porch to scare the porch pooper away.

The homeowner says it appeared to work, because during the second visit, the porch pooper was frightened and ran away.

I don't know if we've ever lived in a week where shit has been so hot. We got people hiding from eating dog shit, our very own John Rich taking it upon himself to eat it and post it simply to show how easy it is. We got a Cowboys fan putting a human poop eating bet out there. Now, in Louisville, we have a serial porch pooper. I can't think of anything worse than waking up to shit on your porch and a video of the same guy tormenting you.

Obligatory Billy Madison break

This isn't even some sort of payback, like the report says this is a random strike. That's as ruthless as it gets. At least if it's an enemy or someone you've wronged before, you know why they are constantly taking dumps on your porch, but this fella just decided he's the Goldilocks of porch shitting and found his one. Even sonic speakers and cat litter won't do the trick. You gotta one up it. You gotta camp out and attack him mid-shit. Everyone knows that's when you're the most vulnerable. Stay up late one night until you catch him, the moment those pants hit the ankles and you see him starting to push, attack. Get leverage, catch them in the act, don't let him run away. 

I have actually had a somewhat similar encounter in my life before. At my old house, some drunk dude came up to my porch, passed out and pissed all over himself/my porch. Not fun. Not fun when my giant ass dog is barking at 2am and I'm peeking out the window to see what's going on wearing underwear. No one wants to see that. Also less fun? Hosing down your porch after the cops come to help get the guy home (9 miles away) at 3am. 

All I know is we have a manhunt in Louisville. Need the whole story as to why this man keeps attacking the same porch. But the owner can't rest. Sleep during the day, stay up at night, cancel all plans until you catch him.