So I’m sitting on the crapper yesterday, all is well, I hadn’t gone in a couple days but everything seemed to come out nice and smoothly. So then curiousity strikes and I decide I must have a look at what I just released.
Well I get up and realize the I just let go two giant one-footers about two inches in diameter sitting incredibly parallel from each other. Now being the very experienced man that I am I know that with just a little bit of toilet paper sprinkled on top, this motherfucker’s gonna overflow.
So when I’m all done wiping I grab the plunger and immediately assume my Heisman position. This means I have the plunger in my right hand while my left is on the handle ready to flush. With a little hesitation i finally push down on the handle and it all slowly starts going down. This is where all hell broke loose.
The wet toilet paper seemed to have no problem sucking in and I forgot about it fairly quickly. At first my two giant behomoths slowly started to twirl colliding with each other at the ends. Then it started to speed up and before you know it they were colliding with each other at every angle at top speed leaving skid marks all over the place. I’m telling you it was fucking demolishion derby.
And then at the climax of the event a collsion of massive proportions occured. The two gargantuans crashed into each other and clogged up the toilet completely meaning no water can could escape. And slowly but very surely water started to fill up the toilet bowl uncontrollably.
This was my cue, I now had already put two hands on my magic stick and was ready to pump away. So I slowly put my plunger into the bowl of shitwater and pushed away the crap until I had an idea of where the hole was. And then I begin to pump like there was no tommorow. I pumped faster than I thought I could ever pump but it didn’t seem like it was enough. The water was getting closer and closer to the edge, I had to do something more, something ingenious, something incredible to stop the water from leaving the toilet and falling onto my bathroom floor. And then I finally realized the answer. So I put all my body weight onto the plunger and pumped harder and faster than ever before, my personal trainer would have been proud.
And then when I realized this wasn’t working I pushed the handle down and the water suddenly sank about 3 inches just enough time for some more pumping. So this trend continued for the next 15 minutes or so. The smell was so foul I swear I used the whole brand new bottle of Lysol spray in the first 5 minutes. The water was pitch brown with a touch of piss yellow around the sides. It was an incredible work of art. I could’ve stared at it for hours if it would’ve stopped trying to get closer to me. So after I finished I breathed a sigh of relief, put the plunger in the bathtub, wiped the sweat from my forehead (or was it something else?) washed my hands and congratulated myself for a job well done.
Hopefully this won’t happen to you anytime soon.