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I'm at the neighbors for a Christmas party, and go to use their bathroom. Upon entering I notice a huge turd floating in the toilet. Somebody else's turd. I flush, and the thing does lazy circles on the top of the water, refusing to go down. More flushes, same result.
Someone knocks on the door. "Just a minute, please." My face turns red. There's nothing in the bathroom to push it down with. I start to panic.
I wrapped my hand in toilet paper, and it a well-coordinated move, flushed with one hand and plunged the turd with the other.
I immediately went home thereafter, took a scalding hot shower, and drank a half bottle of vodka by myself.
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