"Brad!" shouts Sarah, covering herself.  "Get the fuck outta here!"

    "I'll just be a minute," you say.

    "Why didn't you just say you had to take a shit?"

    "I didn't have to," you explain.  "Now I do."

    <<ploop!>>

    "Ugh!  That reeks!  Brad!"

    You try to ignore her whining and go about your business.  There's a newspaper on the floor, so you pick it up and start reading.

    Then there's a knock on the door.

    "C'mon in!" you shout.

    Mike Toomey walks in.

    He opens the door and sees Sarah in the tub.

    "Woah!" he says.  "What's that reek?  Did you shit in the tub?"

    "Hi, Mike," you say politely.

    "What the fuck?  Sarah, your family is so weird."

    Mike storms out.

    You finish and flush the toilet as Sarah sits in the tub dumbfounded.

    "I can't believe you," says Sarah.  "You probably just cost me my boyfriend."

    "Hey," you say casually.  "There's other poops in the toilet, you know?  You'll find somebody else."

    Sarah throws a shampoo bottle that whacks you in the ass as you exit.

    Sarah spends fourteen straight hours on the phone with Mike that night, trying to explain what happened.  But the experience proves traumatic for Toomey.  He goes back to listening to death metal, and eventually joins a band called Leviticus.

    Sarah ends up dating Mike's friend Noam Shatz.