So I woke up at around 5 this morning, thirsty as anything, and needing to use the....facilities, for lack of a better word. A little backstory, if you will. My sister is staying at my house for about a month and she neglected to tell me that she caused a bit of a blockage in the toilet earlier. So I head into the washroom, find a clogged toilet, and decide, at around 5 am, that it would be a great idea to go ahead and try to unclog it - why not, right? So there I am, plunging away, and this toilet does NOT want to come unclogged. Eventually the stench gets the better of me, and after about 5 minutes, I begin to throw up - HARD. Now I'm not talking a little bit, I mean a full on projectile stream. So now the washroom is covered in not one but two kinds of human refuse inside of 5 minutes, and this is all at 5 am. THANKS SIS. I guess I'll clean up the vomit, call a plumber, and leave a little thank you note for my sister on the door to the washroom.