Looks like somebody on third floor wasn't too happy about having to work this weekend. Because over the course of 48 hours, he obliterated the big boy urinal cake. (See sad finger nail-sized cake remnant in adjacent photo. That's one small slice o' blue frosting, friends.)
Our sources say the cake was intact Friday afternoon. (Hey, we've got to give the Potty Blogger intern something to do.) This morning...not so much.
A couple of observations:
1. How angry do you have to be to generate enough water-pressure to destroy an industrial-sized block of chemical freshener?
2. If your urine toxicity is at a level where such a feat is possible, you may want to drink a few more glasses of water each day.
3. What's the over/under on the number of weeks/years before the cake is replaced?
4. We've all gotten spoiled the last few weeks by having the cake in place, but it's time to start flushing again, men. An easy way to remember: if the water is still yellow, you haven't flushed.