When all the guests had gone I went ro the toilet to check the poo.
Damn it. It was still there.
I flushed because It could of become softer If it is surrounded in water.
I had no such luck.
I stood for a sec and then thought of a brilliant idea. I went into the garage and got a long thin stick.
In the sink, I quickly christened it, caling it the ...POO STICK!
I went back to the bathroomand put the stick in the toilet.
With a noise that sounded like a squelch, the stick was placed in the middle of the big poo.
Vigorously, I plunged the stick out and in the poo and then I flushed.
It still wouldn't go down.
I would have to leave it and face it another time.
