While at a remote dive bar in Wisconsin, my lovely wife walked out of the ladies room and said "I think I broke something." She was wet in weird places and had orange stains on her clothes that looked like rust. I went into the ladies room to find this shit show. In her defense it was one of her best friends 40th birthday and they were celebrating like professionals. We still don't know what exactly happened.
For the record we returned to the bar the following morning with $200 to purchase a new toilet.