Worst I've done is nipped into the pub beside the train station to pinch one off before heading home (would far rather have shat in my own loo but I was never going to last).
What I thought would be a small log was actually the plug holding in what must have been about 7 or 8lbs of steaming chocolate iceberg. It was well above the waterline when I'd finished.
I did an initial wipe but it was clear much more was needed but I was worried about blocking the bog so I flushed. The water rose. And continued rising. My turd pile was going nowhere. I pulled my trews up as fast as I could over my still shitty arse and legged it out the pub as sewerage started to flood out of the bathrooms.
Worst I've done is nipped into the pub beside the train station to pinch one off before heading home (would far rather have shat in my own loo but I was never going to last).
What I thought would be a small log was actually the plug holding in what must have been about 7 or 8lbs of steaming chocolate iceberg. It was well above the waterline when I'd finished.
I did an initial wipe but it was clear much more was needed but I was worried about blocking the bog so I flushed. The water rose. And continued rising. My turd pile was going nowhere. I pulled my trews up as fast as I could over my still shitty arse and legged it out the pub as sewerage started to flood out of the bathrooms.