When you have a blockage that requires grunting and straining and which, when finally released, unleashes a
shitstorm which usually requires a minimum of one half of a roll of toilet
paper and several industrial-strength
cleaning products in its aftermath.
Boss : Why are you so late today ?
Employee : I had a bloopitty this morning. It took me some
time to
clean the walls and the floor, but the real bitch was the ceiling.