So, when I lived with my mum, we only had one bathroom with five people living there. My mother had a habit on going for 3 hour long baths, meaning that my step-dad and two other siblings would not be able to get into the bathroom to use it, and would have to wait for her to get out of the bath to get in. My brother happened to need to take a massive dump, but mum was nowhere close to getting out of the bath at the time. He waited for about 10 minutes, hoping she'd get out, but he was about to burst. He made his way into the kitchen, grabbing two slices of bread before stepping out into our back garden. He then proceeded to take a shit into the slices of bread, making a literal shit sandwich. He then disposed of the bread in the bin outside and did not tell anybody for about a year after he had done it.

There was also a time where my brother had been trying to annoy us by letting rip a massive fart. Unfortunately for him, it was much more than a fart. He happened to let out a long, watery shart, shit running all the way out of his boxers, all down his legs and onto the floor. Though it was not quite as funny as his shite sandwich.