3 times in a week. At this rate, I'd grow a beard and bump bricks with my head to get coins and weed.
Can't exactly point who it is, but there had been hints that it could be my foreign housemate(s) staying downstairs. What was done to the toilet to make it jam was beyond our imagination.
To add some extra flavour of horror, one of the times I found ash-green-coloured stools floating on top of the clogged water.
Yeap. This colour.
Seriously, what do they eat for a living to have this sort of alien stool ???
Ah well, they're gonna leave early next month, so hopefully along with plans to get someone to service the bown, the cloggings will stop.
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