Not everyone is born with a brain.

Wait....does that means that some of crusty bits in the Strawberry Ice Cream aren't actually Strawberries?

 

I've never had strawberry ice cream with crusty bits in it, Arthgon, unless it was that ice that sometimes forms if you open the container and put it back in the freezer. You, my friend, have problems far worse than anyone here has suggested.

Skatole is a naturally occurring substance, though. I wouldn't worry too much that you're eating actual scat, unless you live in an impoverished part of the world (wherein, who cares, the dysentery will purge your system anyways). Skatole is primarily harvested from said plants, and not carefully extracted from animal shit.

If, however, you were really to concern yourself by thinking "eww, I'm eating plant poop", you might as well just stop eating in general. Or at least be aware that fruits are the equivalent of embryonic egg sacs, the best part of most four-legged edible animals is considered their ass, and every manufactured food that you go through has been manhandled by several levels of production made up of sweaty, dirty people who are paid too little to care if their bodily fluids end up in your salsa.

Interesting story about a bunch of workers in a salsa factory in Mexico who were denied the right to have a union, and so formed a circle around the mixing bowl and urinated. The salsa was then sent around the world! Mmmmm.

As Westerners, we've all been spoiled by our illusion of cleanliness. The only way to truly produce food that isn't disgusting in some way is to grow it ourselves in a sterilized room. The same nutrients are consumed over and over again, anyways. That's just how food works.

 

Well, it is a minor toxin, but yeah.

 

Everything's toxic to somebody.

 

One man's meat is another man's poison, as the saying goes.
-or in this case-
One man's ice-cream is another man's shit.

 

I wouldn't go as far to call skatole filthy, but it's definitely dirty. But skatole has personality. Personality goes a long way.