My last loves posts have been kind of sad, so you guys are well overdue for a funny story.
So I was going to Sam’s place to chill with my friend. His friend was also there. We had met him before and he was super nice and chill. So we get there, and things are ok for a lil while. They smoked (me and my friend didn’t), but they taught her how to roll (haha).
After a while the friend, who we’ll call Fred*, started acting really weird. We were all sitting together watching tv and he kept calling my friend’s name. He would go “Chelsea*”, and she would turn to see what he wanted, and he would just look at her. Sam seemed way too involved in the TV to deal with his friend who was losing his mind.
After a while, me and Chelsea went to the bathroom, to pee and to talk about what was going on. Chelsea went first, then flushed. We noticed the toilet made a funny noise, but we didn’t think anything of it. I went next, and flushed. The toilet made an even funnier noise, then before we could do anything, the TOILET OVERFLOWED. There was water allllll over the floor. To make matters worse, there wasn’t any toilet paper left, and we didn’t see any towels to wipe up the mess.¹
We’d been gone for a while and didn’t want to arouse any suspicion, so we decided to do what we could. We first kicked the water to the back of the bathroom (ew and lmao at the same time). Then we used some tissues to wipe up what we could. We composed ourselves, washed up, and went out into the living room like nothing happened.
About 10 or 15 minutes later, Fred goes to the bathroom. Chelsea and I looked at each other with a mixture of shock, fear, and amusement. We just hoped that he wouldn’t think it was us who made the mess. Anyway, Fred reached the bathroom and started calling out “Sam. Sammmmmm. Sammmmmm!”. Sam didn’t even look up. I’m not sure if he didn’t hear him or he juts thought this was the unnecessary yelling of an intoxicated person.
After realizing his friend wasn’t coming to help him out, Fred returned to the living room without a word. Chelsea and I left soon after. To this day, I’m not sure if Fred ever told him what happened, or if they realized the toilet had overflowed when we used it.
The lesson here? Don’t use toilets that are making funny noises. Also, be thankful for intoxicated people that don’t tell on you.
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*names have been changed to protect the innocent. And myself, from a lawsuit.
¹ I would just like to note that we in fact did NOT clog the toilet. It was having problems before we got there.