Once i was in a big store, and had to take a crap really bad. So i jogged to the nearest restrooms, and saw a CAUTION: WET FLOOR sign as i walked in -- evidently an employee had just mopped it. There were 2 toilet stalls -- one was taken, fortunately the other was free. So i went in and had a big poop, and let probably the biggest longest turd i've ever crapped before. (I spread my legs and took a peek at it! Tee hee hee!!!
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Well, i started thinking about something else as i relaxed so that the rest of it could come out. But then the poo started smelling, so i figured i would give the other people in the bathroom a courtesy flush, and i reached back and pulled the lever. Well, as one end of this super-long turd was being pulled down the toilet hole, the other end lifted up into the air and touched me on a buttcheek. I jumped up yelling because i thought the toilet spiders were after me again! Then i slipped on the wet floor, and the top half of my body ended up under the wall and into the stall next to mine. I found myself looking up at an old man sitting on a toilet whose face was grimacing as he was grunting and pushing a turd as hard as he could. When he saw me, first his eyebrows shot up into his forehead in surprise, and then he grinned big and said, "Hey sonny!" I apologized, maneuvered myself back into my stall, and proceeded with my now-messy business of releasing waste products, feeling embarrassed and wondering what the old-timer thought i had been doing.
SO... my new invention is a toilet seat jack. It's very flat, and fits comfortably underneath the seat so that when you let those super-duper godzilla turds, you can jack yourself up high before giving a courtesy flush -- that way the turd doesn't give you a good-bye kiss before it departs.