Not for those with a weak stomach.

Okay so let me preface this with a disclaimer. If you are grossed out by poop in any way do not read any further.


This is what happened. I came home from work and Brian was cooking dinner. I jumped in and started helping. While everything was cooking I had to pee. I go to the bathroom, lift the toilet lid only to be greeted by the biggest, nastiest turd I have ever seen in my life. I immediately blamed Brian. The conversation went a little like this.
Sarah: Briannnnn!!
Brian: What?!
Sarah: You left a nasty turd in the toilet!
Brian: No I didn't! I haven't pooped today.
Sarah: Well I didn't do it.
Brian: I don't know what to tell you.
Sarah: Who the hell shit in our toilet?!
Brian: I don't know! Maybe it was a maintenance man?
Sarah: A maintenance man? Well that's not okay.
Brian: What do you mean?
Sarah: I mean that's not okay. You can't just come into someone's house. Shit in their toilet and leave it. They didn't even use toilet paper.
Brian: Oh well.
Sarah: I'm tempted to call management.
Brian: You will sound crazy if you call management.

So here's what I want to know. Will I? Will I sound crazy? Am I right? That's so not okay! You can't just do that. Oh and it's bad. There are marks all over the inside of the bowl. Not cool.