The W. J. Manares' Reader

The Throne Of Grease

An ordinary public toilet played host to a truly extraordinary event as the townspeople of Flushville went about their daily business, completely oblivious to the impending chaos, for an unsuspecting asteroid hurtled towards Flushville at an alarming speed.

Meanwhile, at the public toilet known as "The Throne of Grease," Mr. Johnson, a dedicated janitor went about his business, meticulously cleaning each stall and disinfecting every surface. Little did he know that fate had a surprising, and quite literal, twist in store for him.

As the asteroid zoomed through space towards Flushville, it encountered a cosmic wormhole that altered its trajectory. Instead of crashing harmlessly into an open field or a vacant lot, it sailed straight towards The Throne of Grease, aiming right for its unsuspecting target: the toilet on Stall 3.

Just as Mr. Johnson was diligently scrubbing away a stubborn stain on the sink, a blinding flash filled the restroom. The asteroid made contact with Stall 3, resulting in an explosion of toilets, pipes, and debris. The force of impact launched Mr. Johnson into the air, dousing him in a shower of disgusting toilet water and sending him careening towards the ceiling.

When he finally landed on the floor, dazed and dripping with a noxious combination of water and, well, other things, Mr. Johnson realized the full extent of the disaster. The once-pristine restroom was now a chaotic mess of shattered porcelain, twisted metal pipes, and floating debris.

As if that weren't enough, the impact of the asteroid had also triggered a random toilet malfunctions. Flushes were initiated at will, spraying water and, regrettably, other substances every which way. The toilets had developed a sense of humor, taking great pleasure in subjecting anyone in the restroom to their impromptu fountains of filth.

Mr. Johnson, the unlucky hero of the day, struggled to navigate through the watery minefield. With each step, he had to dodge an oncoming rogue flush or a spray from an unruly bidet. It was like a scene straight out of a slapstick comedy, but with much more unsavory consequences.

The chaos had caught the attention of the other patrons waiting in line. As they watched in horrified amusement, they realized they were in for a messy and unforgettable experience. The once-stoic businessmen were now tiptoeing to avoid the toilet watery geysers, while a group of schoolchildren burst into laughter, delighted by the absurdity of the situation.

As the chaos continued to unfold around him, Mr. Johnson decided he had to take matters into his own hands. Armed with a plunger and a mop, he became a determined hero, fearlessly battling the mischievous toilets one clog at a time.

With his heroic efforts, Mr. Johnson managed to regain some semblance of order in The Throne of Grease. He valiantly battled the relentless sprays, unclogged toilets, and swiftly repaired broken pipes, all the while covered head to toe in unpalatable substances.

By the time the authorities arrived to assess the damage, the place was under control. The asteroid may have turned The Throne of Grease into a comically disastrous scene, but it couldn't dampen Mr. Johnson's spirit. He would forever be known as the janitor who braved the intergalactic toilet catastrophe, the hero of Flushville, and the one who truly understood just how "shitty" things could get.