After taking a big #2 and you've pushed the toilet paper packing to a maximum ( one more ply and it will surely clog) you flush and wait for the "cyclone" of water to throw the last bunch of T.P. down the hole. This resembles a ghost flying and saves you from one hell of a shit storm (no pun intended).
"Dude, I was in a public restroom, and in order to save myself from a huge clogging affair, I pulled a ghost flush and yelled "BOOOOO" as the cyclone engulfed my last wipe."
"Nice. I'm a plumber, and will surely pass this on to future clients. This could be the end of the plunger."