Toilet Stopped Up With Poop ((top)) 〈COMPLETE〉

Kevin looked at the bowl. At the floating duck. At his brown-stained arm. He took a deep breath and told the truth.

“Poop, sir. All of it.”

Well, that’s not entirely true. Something happened. The water level didn’t go down. It rose . Slowly at first, like a science experiment gone wrong, then with a determined gurgle. Kevin looked down. The bowl was now a crowded, dark exhibition of his earlier enthusiasm. A solid, unyielding blockage of epic proportions sat there, daring the laws of physics to move it. toilet stopped up with poop

He did. And as the humid July air mixed with the lavender-poopy breeze, Kevin made a silent vow. No more burritos. And from now on, he’d buy the good plunger. Kevin looked at the bowl