I grabbed the guy who left the last available stall with piss all over the seat, flipped him over in the air, and slam dunked him head first. I start working the strangely over sized flush lever when a low mechanical growling sound begins to emanate from the plumbing, the bottom of the bowl opens up, and devours the toilet seat pisser like an enormous garbage disposal. As I step back from the aftermath, wondering how to explain the severed legs sticking out of the bowl, the janitor walks in with an "Out of order" sign.