The latest chapter in the saga of whom we dubbed "Crapulent Staffer at the Upfronts" and whom bitchy cold-coast cousin Gawker demurely named "Miss Poopy Pants" has been written. And it's vigilante justice at its finest: An outraged reader decided to trace the email to its corporate rumor-mongering source and out the sender to his bosses. We bet that today The Boy Who Cried Poop will be the one crapping his Dockers in some HR functionary's office as VPs somberly read back the litany of less-than-inspired shit puns. Maybe they'll take some photos!