Toilet tales

Mine is: i took a monster poop, then i flushed and what not, everything seemed fine so i went downstairs and started listening to music, a little while later when i turnd the music off i herd a faint dripping noise, so i looked around downstairs but didnt find anything. Finally i go upstairs and the whole bathroom is under fucking water. the water and piss (i guess the poop went down but it had after effects) was spilling over the edge of the toilet and the floor was already covered in water ( the little rugs were floating
SO once i got that under control with insane amounts of paper towels i rolled back downstairs. As i walked dcown the stairs i heard more dripping, but this was louder so i was like "oh shit this cant be good" as i come into the kitchen there is mad fucking water coming through the chandelier ( which is directly underneath the toilet) and its coming dwn all over the middle of the kitchen table. FUCK!. so after that stopped there was water all over the table and the floor, and the light fixture/chandelier was broken and there was a bunch of wet spot you could see in my ceiling Over all it was a huge succes

we had a discussion like this in JTS once.

one time i fell asleep.

i shit a log into the toilet. it overflowed. brown liquid came pouring out, but i plunged it quickly

the fuck were you thinking creating this thread this is literally the most disturbing shit i've ever seen on ns

mine was an "iceberg" one of those that sticks up above the water surrounded by a see of nasty brownwatery stuff and there may have been a floater but i dont remember... i had to flush twice

Back when I was in Costa Rica, living with a poor family, I once had to take a huuuge shit.  They had one bathroom with a ghetto toilet and a whole in the wall (through which the dogs constantly watched you taking your ice-cold shower or taking a dump).  So anyways, I liberated my bowels from this monster, wiped up, and when I turned around to flush, I gasped.

This was a master turd.  In no way could it's diameter fit through the tiny hole supposed to fit it.  The three bastard dogs were watching me intently through the hole, which was an additional stress factor.  Since there was nothing much I can do, I took my chances and flushed.  Of course, it clogged.  I was panicked; since there was only one toilet and no plunger (this was a very poor family) they would know I had taken that master shit, and disown me.  It would be pretty damn humiliating, at the least.  So I found this tiny brush type instrument and tried a desperate plan.  I tried shoving the thing down the hole by destroying it and pushing it down all the while flushing.  After about half an hour, it worked.  The toilet was somehow unclogged, but the water was dark brown even after 10 or 15 flushes.

All that was left was decide what to do with the shit-stained pitiful brush.  The dogs were still staring at me intently, so as revenge I cleaned the disgusting apparel on the fur of the most violent sonofabitch that tried to kill me on my first day.  The brush was now spic and span.

I exited the bathroom with dignity, even though the looks on my family's face were slightly puzzled as to why I was in the bathroom for an hour and flushed about 30 times.  Whatever, they didn't ask any questions.

I had a lasting memory of the incident, however, seen as the dog stank like defecation and the toilet's water remained dark brown for the remaining two weeks of the exchange.  Oh well. 

TOILET used to have the dopest toilet stories..


hey if anyones a leader/member in the toilet cult that can invite me, please do. thanks.