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i think my mission in life is to design a toilet that doesnt get stopped up.

 

its seriously like everytime i go, the god damn thing gets stopped up. RAGES THE FUCK OUT OF ME.

 

wtffffff.

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plz use flames section lol

but ur right...toilets r kinda weird :S

 

dont tell me what section to use k

Alot of things in your life rage you. You are a rage magnet.
The trick is to flush your toilet after you've wiped about 5 times.

and repeat.

 

lol....

its all about grace, w8 for ur shit to build up in ur stomach then take a huge dump, it will all come out at once and sink right to the bottom of the toilet tube and you'll have no problem with flushing, and the world will feel perfect :wiggle:

Quite easy to solve this riddle.

 

During the usage of the toilet, press the flus button after the 3rd log you shit. Proceed for as long as nescessary.

 

If the problem persist even after this, i suggest you pour hot water into the toilet, so its pipes get clear.

I love the smell of +b in the morning. Especially on my cheerios.

 

LOL +B OMG LEET FAP OMFG K LEET FAP OMG LEET

xDenialx']WTF

 

i think my mission in life is to design a toilet that doesnt get stopped up.

 

its seriously like everytime i go, the god damn thing gets stopped up. RAGES THE FUCK OUT OF ME.

 

wtffffff.

you must have a massive shit.

 

shaped like a pepsi can or something.

xDenialx']WTF

 

i think my mission in life is to design a toilet that doesnt get stopped up.

 

its seriously like everytime i go, the god damn thing gets stopped up. RAGES THE FUCK OUT OF ME.

 

wtffffff.

http://www.performancetoilets.com/

 

check to see which toliet is right for you. i have the same problem with them too.

Big John seats are good for big men who take big dumps.

 

http://www.bigjohntoiletseat.com/

 

 

Be careful of those little plastic thingies that you hang over the side of the bowl, to dispense coloured flowery smelling stuff into the bowl when flushing.

 

I knocked one in a few years ago when I was pissed, and it went down when I was flushing so I lost it. I figured putting up a sign saying "Do not use" and leaving it 'til the morning would suffice, considering we had two toilets in the house.

 

I was wrong. My flatmate tried flushing it, it seemed fine, so he proceeded to take a dump such as that described by Sobeit:

 

"a massive shit. shaped like a pepsi can or something."

 

 

It went down, under the bottom curve, hit the plastic thingie, got clogged in the paper and stayed there.

The bowl filled to the rim, luckily not overflowing as it was the upstairs toilet, and it would have run straight down the wooden stairs to the lounge room carpet.

 

The plumber came two days later, after we had failed to fix the problem ourselves. He pulled apart the 'S' bend and with his hardened, bare plumber's hands and removed the offending bit of plastic. He then held it up to my face with a triumphant grin, wiped some shit off so I could see the plastic inside the mud-ball, and said "There's you problem!" as he wiped his still bare hands on the chest and stomach of his overalls.

 

As I gagged and retched, I mumbled to him "fucking hell man, that's fucking gross...". With the cool and calm manner of a tried and true professional, he looked me in the eye, and proudly told the story of the day he was under a lady's house fixing her drain, and lowered the drain pipe to look inside and see what was happening.

 

Just as he put his eye to the hole, a turd the size of his fist (holds up a large mangled fist for reference) came flying out the end into his eye socket, closely followed by a stream of mouldy shit, paper, and water that drizzled over his face, arm and down his shirt. He said "it wasn't the smell so much that bothered me, I'm used to that, but when the water went in my mouth it didn't taste too fresh."

 

 

I didn't eat for a week, and after finding splatters of shit all over the bathroom bench (where he'd washed his hands), I threw out all toiletries and toothbrushes before disinfecting the entire upstairs floor.

 

 

I swear on my warty penis that this is 100% truth.

I hope you all end up in the plumbing industry.

Big John seats are good for big men who take big dumps.

 

http://www.bigjohntoiletseat.com/

 

 

Be careful of those little plastic thingies that you hang over the side of the bowl to dispense coloured flowery smelling stuff into the bowl when flushing.

 

I knocked one in a few years ago when I was pissed and it went down when I was flushing, so I lost it. I figured putting up a sign saying "Do not use" and leaving it 'til the morning would suffice, considering we had two toilets in the house.

 

I was wrong. My flatmate tried flushing it, it seemed fine, so he proceeded to take a dump such as that described by Sobeit:

 

"a massive shit. shaped like a pepsi can or something."

 

 

It went down, under the bottom curve, hit the plastic thingie, got clogged in the paper and stayed there.

The bowl filled to the rim, luckily not overflowing as it was the upstairs toilet and would have run straight down the wooden stairs to the lounge room carpet.

 

The plumber came two days later after we had failed to fix the problem ourselves. He puleld apart the 'S' bend and with his hardened bare plumber's hands removed the offending bit of plastic. He then held it up to my face with a triumphant grin, wiped some shit off so I could see the plastic inside the mud-ball, and said "There's you problem!" as he wiped his still bare hands on the chest and stomach of his overalls.

 

As I gagged and retched, I mumbled to him "fucking hell man, that's fucking gross...". With the cool and calm manner of a tried and true professional, he looked me in the eye, and proudly told the story of the day he was under a lady's house fixing her drain, and lowered the drain pipe to look inside and see what was happening.

 

Just as he put his eye to the hole, a turd the size of his fist (holds up a large mangled fist for reference) came flying out the end into his eye socket, closely followed by a stream of mouldy shit, paper and water that drizzled over his face, arm and down his shirt.

 

 

I didn't eat for a week, and after finding splatters of shit all over the bathroom bench where he'd washed his hands, I threw out all toiletries and toothbrushes before disinfecting the entire upstairs floor.

 

 

I swear on my warty penis that this is 100% truth.

I hope you all end up in the plumbing industry.

 

classic rofl irl....my Dad own's a plumbing business and supply store, he is m3n...k

 

don't fuck with a plumber they WILL kill you

my toilet got replaced, and I remember the guy trying to sell me one which he said could flush "X Amounts of cubic fecal matter" :wow:

 

I guess thats how they are "rated"

Very manly of you. I hope you've re-asserted your heterosexuality with that staunch display of masculinity.

 

Next time you feel like showing how much of a man you have become these last few months, I suggest a game of football, or deer hunting, or just picking a fight with a crack-head.

 

The rest of us don't really care for it.

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