Toilets
Toilets are weird half public/half private spaces. All sorts of stuff goes on in them. They are devious entrances and exits from venues, places to have sex, to snort drugs or even, get this, to defecate. Tell us your favourite toilet stories.
( , Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:11)
Toilets are weird half public/half private spaces. All sorts of stuff goes on in them. They are devious entrances and exits from venues, places to have sex, to snort drugs or even, get this, to defecate. Tell us your favourite toilet stories.
( , Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:11)
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Explosive
Many years ago I worked in a Victorian era shop, complete with Victorian era plumbing. Above the shop was a small area with a toilet and above that a small flat with another toilet - we referred to the toilets as "trap one" and "trap two" respectively.
One bitterly cold winter the pipes that carried the effluent away became frozen, resulting in a severe backing up of material in trap one. So, we did what anybody would do under the circumstances: we used trap two until that became dangerously full too.
Eventually the thaw came - but, unfortunately, this didn't result in a graceful drop of the toilet water levels, instead it produced an explosive discharge. The first we knew was when a large section of the ceiling plaster came down on the shop counter followed by several gallons of a liquid that was mostly water.
When I opened the door to look upstairs I was greeted by a miniature tsunami of effluent coming down the stairs being surfed by several week old turds.
( , Mon 5 Sep 2005, 15:46, Reply)
Many years ago I worked in a Victorian era shop, complete with Victorian era plumbing. Above the shop was a small area with a toilet and above that a small flat with another toilet - we referred to the toilets as "trap one" and "trap two" respectively.
One bitterly cold winter the pipes that carried the effluent away became frozen, resulting in a severe backing up of material in trap one. So, we did what anybody would do under the circumstances: we used trap two until that became dangerously full too.
Eventually the thaw came - but, unfortunately, this didn't result in a graceful drop of the toilet water levels, instead it produced an explosive discharge. The first we knew was when a large section of the ceiling plaster came down on the shop counter followed by several gallons of a liquid that was mostly water.
When I opened the door to look upstairs I was greeted by a miniature tsunami of effluent coming down the stairs being surfed by several week old turds.
( , Mon 5 Sep 2005, 15:46, Reply)
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