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My worst.
Spent the whole day looking at office spaces for when I moved to Texas. Last spot, have to crap so bad, it's popping it's head out. Office is very nice, been vacant for a while. I tell the realtor I need to take a quick piss, and he says "Go ahead"
Run in, squat down, power shoot out a massive dump. Immediate relief. Now look over, no TP. None. OK, not ideal, but I'll limp out, get to a gas station, and clean up. A little embarrassing, but ok. Smell becoming a problem, I go to flush. Hmmmmm, no water, reserve tank is empty. This log jam ain't going anywhere. It's just sitting there, stinking. No power, can't even turn on exhaust fan.. Texas... Summer.... Massive crap in tank.....
I walk out, "Nope this one is a bit too big, lets get going."
3 years later, I upgrade my office, move into the spot. Still no water on, but at some point, someone cleaned the foulness I left behind.
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