We don't know about the rest of you, but we just love for our celebrity autographs to be contaminated with traces of fecal matter. Apparently Usher has doo-doo-loving fans who are just like us.
While Usher may not value his privacy while entertaining piles of bodies in his boudoir, that doesn't mean he enjoys being harassed when he's taking a crap. He recently shared this pleasant experience: "I'm in a stall and this guy is on the telephone and I can hear his conversation. He's talking to his sister saying, 'He's in the stall right next to me . . . I can't right now. You know what, I'll call you back. Don't worry about it, I got it.' And then a few seconds later, a little piece of paper slides under. He says, 'Yo, man, let me get your autograph, man!'" We're guessing that this oh-so-discreet gentleman went on to say, "Yo, man, when you're done with that, give me a sample of what you're working on in that toilet, man," at which point Usher gave the man R. Kelly's phone number.
