Hello, I come to you with another true story about poop:

I believe this story to be 100% true despite not being able to confirm the validity of it. My last roommate worked at a very high end clothing store and she heard this story from one of her managers. Apparently another manager, whom my roommate liked, went out to a club. The manager met a guy and he brought her back to his apartment. The next morning, the man had to leave early for work, but he told her to take her time getting up and to remember to lock the door behind her. After he left, she had the urge to take a HUGE poop. Although she was uncomfortable with making brown on some stranger's apartment, we still released her bowels with full force into the toilet. The manager went to flush, but it did not flush (Note: This is not unusual; the apartment was in an older part of the city). And so she began to panic; she didn't know what to do. She found a plastic bag, scoped out her poop and laid it on the kitchen counter. She was going to take the evidence with her. The manager quickly finished getting ready and walked out the door. However, at the last minute, she remembered the poop and turned around, but it was too late and the door closed right in front of her. She never heard from him again.

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