It’s pretty easy to hoax people. We all want to be deceived, but only up to a point. Some hoaxes are fun and pleasant, others malicious and unpleasant. We’d like a way to tell the difference (Robert Carroll).

Apr 9, 2014

Bad Day and Exploding Toilet

A MAN was working on his motorcycle on his patio and his engine on the motorcycle and somehow, the motorcycle slipped into gear. The man, still holding the handlebars, was dragged through a glass patio door and along with the motorcycle dumped onto the floor inside the house. The wife, hearing the crash, ran into the dining room, and found her husband laying on the floor, cut and bleeding, the motorcycle laying next to him and the patio door shattered. The wife ran to the phone and summoned an ambulance. Because they lived on a fairly large hill, the wife went down the several flights of long steps to the street to direct the paramedics to her husband.

After the ambulance arrived and transported the husband to the hospital, the wife uprighted the motorcycle and pushed it outside. Seeing that gas had spilled on the floor, the wife obtained some papers towels, blotted up the gasoline, and threw the towels in the toilet. The husband was treated at the hospital and was released to come home.

After arriving home, he looked at the shattered patio door and the damage done to his motorcycle. He became despondent, went into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and smoked a cigarette. After finishing the cigarette, he flipped it between his legs into the toilet bowl while still seated. The wife, who was in the kitchen, heard a loud explosion and her husband screaming. She ran into the bathroom and found her husband laying on the floor. His trousers had been blown away and he was suffering burns on the buttocks, the back of his legs and his groin. The wife again ran to the phone and called for an ambulance.

The same ambulance crew was dispatched and the wife met them at the street. The paramedics loaded the husband on the stretcher and began carrying him to the street. While they were going down the stairs to the street accompanied by the wife, one of the paramedics asked the wife how the husband had burned himself. She told them and the paramedics started laughing so hard, one of them tipped the stretcher and dumped the husband out. He fell down the remaining steps and broke his arm. Now THAT is a bad day...


Exploding toilet stories have a long history, but the motorcycle variant repeated is of more recent origin and has been traced to a specific publication, Motorcyclist magazine, which published it originally in 1984 (and again in 1991).

Another variation of the story was published in the Jerusalem Post on Thursday, Aug. 25, 1988 in a report of an event that supposedly had occurred in Tel Aviv a week earlier.

According to the Post, the chain of accidents began when an unidentified Israeli housewife stomped on a cockroach, threw it into the toilet and sprayed in a full can of insecticide, neglecting to flush afterward.

The next person to use the toilet was her husband. As he sat down he dropped a smoldering cigarette butt into the bowl, causing an explosion that seriously burned what the Post referred to as "his sensitive parts." Paramedics came, wrapped him up on a stretcher and started to take him away.

Any fan of urban legends can complete the story: When the paramedics heard how the man had become injured, they laughed so hard that they lost their grip on the stretcher and dropped him down the steps of his house, causing two broken ribs and a cracked pelvis.

Actually, this legend is a good addition to a collection of comforting stories in a series "If you think you are having a bad day".

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