I thought this would be a thread about SARS, but then I saw it was something far more important! 
“Tonne” Haw haw! You furriners sure do spell funny!
Methinks White Castle was involved in this sordid affair.
What’s White Castle?
alice, next time plunging doesn’t work, try boiling a pot of water and pour that in. Hot water is supposed to loosen clogs.
The NinjaMom’s remedy for “the toilet’s clogged and the plumber’s not here” situations:
Fill a bucket with water.
Pour into toilet 'til the point of almost-overflowing.
Wait.
Repeat.
Apparently, oftentimes a bit of extra pressure is all it takes.
Either that or there’s something magical about that green bucket…
Yes. Yes it does. I stayed out there for a month a few years ago. I had a guy grab my hand once…with his left hand. I need a barf smiley please.
VERY nice people though. Mmmm, and even better food.
I was over at a friends house once. I was a good hour from home, and I diddnt have my pain medication. As some of you know, I am a chronic sufferer of IBS. Seems normal so far. but alas…
I ate Mexican.
:smack:
The rest of the story is friggin TMI. As if you couldnt tell after I mentioned Mexican food.
an hour later, we have left the mexican resteraunt and are over at their house (an young fellow. he is in his mid 20s and is married. Both a great couple. Course I’m only 18, but you get the picture.) when it hits. Oooohhhh crap this is gonna suck bad.
So I excuse myself from playing video games with my friend and rush to their small bathroom. Its an older small house, so there is a big crack between the floor and the bottom of the door. Ooooh, I hope this doesnt smell. I sit down and realise that its gonna be REAL messy. I sit down, and pray to God that they wont hear the insuing chaos.
Hmmm…not loud. I am lucking out! woo! but man…theres a LOT. Um…ok…stop…stop now. But no, it kept forth. Eventually it stopped…but then the smell hit.
The only thing worse than hearing somebody take a crap, is SMELLING somebody take a crap. Especially after eating Mexican food. I look around panicly for something to mask the scent. Eureka! They have air-sanitizer! So I spray that thing for all its worth. The hiss of the air sanitizer just barely quiet enough that it was inaudable to the couple not just around the corner. The scent is gone. All is good in the world. My colon empty, and the only mark of the tragic event remained in the toilet.
“HA!” I inwardly said. “I got away with it!”
I said adieu to my poo, and flushed the toilet with a sigh of relief. But oh no. My feces wouldnt go down unnoticed now would it? There is something about the dread of seeing the water in a toilet rise instead of going down that is completely unique. The dread of course is only intensified when you realise that ITS NOT YOUR TOILET.
My eyes widen…much like our beloved “eek” smiley. (:eek: ) when I foresaw the disaster that was about to happen. My eyes dart around the room at lightning speed, my heart begging to find a plunger. Time is running out! The murky water of death is risng higher and higher!
and then I saw it…God was smiling down on me, for behold in front of my eyes was the plunger! The plunger that would save me! I grab it as fast as I can and plug away at the toilet, hoping I was not too late. I had done it! JUST in time I had saved myself from earthly humiliation! I was SO close to having EVERYTHING going wrong. From this day forward, I respect the toilet. I never eat too much Mexican to put too much strain on the toilets of the world.
Alice, toilets will turn on you sometimes, but with love, patience, and a good plunger, all your toilet woes can be solved.
BTW, I got away with it. they never knew what drama happened in that bathroom on that day. I am SUCH a lucky guy.
I was taught that tonne was a metric measurement equalling 1000kg chosen to be similar to the imperial measurement ton I forget the weight of.
Have I been misled? Or whooshed?
White Castle AKA Belly Bombers. (Ain’t nuthin’ better when you’re drunk, tho.) Trivia question: Why do White Castles have five holes?
I’ve always heard them called “sliders” around here. In fact, I once saw that on the White Castle billboard: “Sack of Sliders $X.xx”
If something like a pen or cap get caught in the toilet trap then all the paper or solid matter wraps around it and you will have a very nice backed up toilet. This happens pretty frequently at the hospital where I work. Plungers won’t work in these situations and you need a snake of some sort. You can also double glove and use your hand if no snake is available. It works in a pinch.
I had no snake, but the coat hanger did a nifty job.
I don’t know, nor do I want to know what was cloging the toilet.
Nothing good, I’m sure. 
I’m thinking that the White Castles are gonna be a big pass for me. I don’t actually eat a whole lot of beef, which makes a burger sort of a drag. (You know, all that bun and sauce - and thats it. )
White Castle burgers are also known as ‘elephant scabs.’
That said, alice, tell your roomy who uses all the toilet paper to wait for it to become waterlogged before flushing. This one little pause can save enormous amounts of grief.
And congratulations for un(b)locking your commode with a hanger. Very resourceful.
White Castle is pretty much a regional thing. They do not exist in Calgary. From what I’ve heard, that’s a Good Thing.
Ah, Ginger. Always the calm voice of reason.
But alice, one of the joys of White Castles is that there isn’t a lot of beef in them!
Yer not convincing me here, Tuckerfan.
Blec.
Oh come on, alice! You just have to get into the right frame of mind to enjoy them! You know, a hard night of drinking, staggering into the only place that’s open, smelling the grease in the air, ah, paradise!
So the onion flavor can infuse into the meat faster? 
BZZT! Thank you for playing!
That might be the official reason, but everyone knows that the real reason is because that’s how many bullets it takes to kill the rats! (Why else would folks call them “rat burgers”?)
[sub]Technically, you are correct, Blueapple, but that’s not the answer I was looking for.[/sub]