Who, in this day and age, adds to what is known in bathroom vernacular as “a birthday cake?” That is, when presented with a clogged toilet, you crap anyway? And someone else adds. And another. So you have this Blancmange-style mound of alternating layers of toilet paper and poo that rise from the fetid bowl like the Swamp Thing?
The stench in our bathroom is incredible. And it’s not like we don’t have other restrooms and toilets you can you throughout the buildings.