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It all started with an innocent trip to the bathroom.
Earl "Big Eats" Thompson had just finished his annual cheat day; a legendary event where he consumed enough food to feed a small village. This year’s menu: 12 cheeseburgers, a whole turkey, three dozen eggs, four gallons of milk, and an unholy amount of fiber bars.
When nature called, Earl answered.
He lumbered into the tiny restroom of his one-bedroom apartment, bracing himself. He sat. He strained. The walls trembled. Birds outside scattered in fear. Somewhere, a dog whimpered.
And then - it happened.
The toilet immediately surrendered.
A deep, guttural gurgle erupted from the pipes. The floor rumbled. Earl barely had time to leap backward before a geyser of unspeakable filth exploded from the bowl, launching the abomination skyward like a cursed rocket.
The blockage shot through the city's plumbing like a bullet through a straw. Main sewer lines convulsed. Pressure built to catastrophic levels. Miles away, at the city’s wastewater plant, a technician monitoring the system watched in horror as the pressure gauge redlined.
Then, the entire sewage network detonated.
Downtown was the first to go. Manholes became fountains, spewing torrents of sludge into the streets. Cars were swept away in waves of putrid brown. People screamed as they scrambled onto rooftops, their once-pristine city transformed into a swamp of doom.
In the suburbs, pipes burst through lawns like geysers. Houses tilted off their foundations, swallowed by the unstoppable flood of filth.
Meanwhile, Earl stood on his balcony, watching the carnage unfold.
“My bad,” he muttered.
By nightfall, the mayor declared a state of emergency. Scientists were flown in. No one could explain how one single poo had caused the fall of an entire civilization. But it had. And it would go down in history.
The day the city drowned in Earl's legacy.