Alright, so this tale takes place about 6 years ago back when my friends and I were still young christian teens, as if that isn't embarrassing enough. my friend and I were visiting some randoms( I really have no idea why we were there, we barely knew them) who lived extremely far from civilization. they had an awesome house they built themselves in the woods, but it also meant they had a low flow toilet they didn't have professionally installed.
basically my friend had to drop a deuce, which ended up being the biggest turd of his life in this not so qualified toilet. the result was him texting me "It won't go down". after about another 10 minutes he came out, at which point the mother of the randoms we were visiting went in almost immediately after. My friend then told me we have to leave "right now". Not only because the toilet was blocked, but he tried to chop up his poo with the plunger, leaving it covered in his feces.
and so we left, and never talked to those people again.