Heisse Scheisse translates to hot shit. One would think that with a rhyming like that, more people would say it. But no.
The first time I used the phrase, my German husband, bilingual except on those occasions when it is convenient to misunderstand, looked at me as if I suggested it as a meal.
“Yes honey, hot shit for dinner tonight. Its part of that South Beach diet.”
He suggested that I not say it to strangers as they wouldn’t understand. However, since I’m an American LEARNING German I have an out. People just look at me and smile as I butcher their language. Except for the time I said “evil pussy” to my mother-in-law, most people give me the benefit of the doubt. (Evil pussy was a total mistake, BTW. It rhymes too. Böse Möse. How can you not put those words together?)
And Germans have kind of an obsession with poop. The toilets beg you to look at the poop, the heisse scheisse. They have shelves and take lo-flo to the extreme. Your poop lands on the shelf. When you push the button to flush, the water lifts it off the shelf. The button is on the top of the tank or on the wall above. Even the most pious have to look. It stares you down, it dares you to look. It double dog dares you to examine it a little closer.
After a while, I became poop-obsessed. I started to wonder why some days were more “productive” than others. I added fiber to my diet, I ate apple sauce. I even started to consider a high colonic.
Sparky’s mother instructed me to place 1 sheet of toilet paper on the shelf when I need to relieve myself. If you forget or if your “product” doesn’t fit on the small square, every toilet in Germany has a toilet brush right next to it for quick cleaning. Another fascination of the Deutsch, cleanliness of environment. I’ve had poop and cleaning raised to new levels of awareness since moving here.
When designing our bathroom, we ordered Italian toilets. The model name ‘Sweet Life’. It’s the antithesis of a German toilet. Rather than a shelf, it has a deep dark hole. Once something enters, it is never seen again. Its nice, but sometimes I miss the shelf.


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August 10, 2007 at 8:57 pm
nickxyz
ROTFL… why does this topic sound sooo familiar… must be because of the American in my life or in other words the better half
Rock on!
October 9, 2007 at 3:54 pm
missyCola
Since you don’t have a shelf in your “sweet life”, how will you make a stool sample (if your doctor asks for one)?
I recently wrote about it in my blog: http://planetcola.com/2007-10-04/kloo-content
So far, the discussion is in German only, but feel free to contribute your idea(s), hehe. [my blog is bilingual]
Now I will read more in your blog; and I will come back.
Bis bald, ciaoi!
October 9, 2007 at 6:09 pm
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October 13, 2007 at 8:31 pm
Caffienated Cowgirl
Thank you for the laugh! Now I know I am not the only American who is begging forgiveness for language differences…