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.