The Big Boy, the Toilet Paper, and the Big Boss

"There was no toilet paper or anything, just this long and coiled specimen thick as a berito. I flushed the toilet and the big boy roused around. It shifted position, but that was it. This thing wasn't going anywhere," he says. "I scrambled for the plunger and used the handle to break it into manageable pieces." He then thought of throwing it out the window 'but there were people seated at a picnic table ten feet away'