When your body takes some bad Thai food, combines it with stomach juice and flu from said bad Thai food, a a lot of gurgling of the digestive track, and creates an unholy combination that smells so horrible and is so foul when it comes out, you flush the toilet with your elbow to purge the putrid mixture in the most expedient method possible. It is a reaction, a reflex that requires no thought, and predates humanity in its existence.
I sweated as I recalled the day's earlier turd disposal that was so horrid I had to do an elbow flusher. The toilet I deposited that unholy brew into was out of service the next day. I was proud of that. I broke a toilet.