Everyone's a Christian until someone comes round and clogs your toilet.
The sheer panic that sets in when you realize that, for some reason, they don't own a plunger.
People who don't keep plungers next to toilets and who don't have bathroom doors that can lock will be among the first into the gulags once I'm in charge.
I clogged the toilet at a friend's house party in high school while my crush was attending.
about the time the water started flowing out under the door is when I realized askin' for help from on high is a long wait for a train don't come.
i do not need god, i was blessed with the sacred knowledge of how to actually use a plunger effectively. this has allowed me to enter the 10th percentile of roommates, held back only by my treatment of silverware in general.