John held his breath while waiting for her to continue. “We are dealing with something very significant here,” she said, her eyes locked on John’s. The gravity in her tone made the room feel even more stifling. This was no ordinary day, no ordinary situation.
She started to explain that the object in John’s toilet was not just a random occurrence. It was, in fact, a turd of colossal proportions that shouldn’t have been there, and definitely not in a place as mundane as a bathroom. It was a thing of spectacle, belonging to the world of legendary tales and unimaginable happenings.