Would you rather bathe in dog drool, or clean up 10 piles of mastiff poop with your bare hands?

OO a tough one. Would I rather have warm, sticky dog drool, with a faint hint of dog breath in every crevice of my body, feeling like foul glue in my hair, or would I like to clean steaming, reeking piles of dung? I think I'd go with the poo.