About 40 years ago, I remember a similar story passed around school in the North of England on a piece of paper titled "Daniel and the Golden Pisspot"

Like others here, this witty line stuck in my mind and I was hoping to find the rest of it:

"Oh shit!" said the King, and a hundred thousand arses heaved and strained

Amazing how different versions of this story have evolved and morphed as it mutates with every telling and with every generation - similar to DNA forensics, it may be possible to trace a common ancestor if enough dated samples could be found.