Run naked through the streets and shout it from the housetops! “New Philippines Domestic Helper Hired!” OK, you might want to skip that running naked part. Nevertheless, dear readers, The Crusty Old Expat is as happy as a turd in a toilet bowl. Moreover, my friends, that is about as a happy as a turd can get, though I haven’t spoken to any turds recently. “Poop-heads?” Well, that’s a different story.