Scott tissue crowns cloggiest of the cloggy You might remember Scott bathroom tissue’s clog contest, where they asked for people’s cloggiest moments and promised $25,000 to the best, or most epic, one. Well, the votes are in, and the winner is Jim Holeva (shown here), whose father used a ski pole to help him dislodge what was described as “a situation.” (In a postmodern twist, Jim wrote the essay from his father's point of view.) But wait, so he dislodged a clog? That’s kind of anticlimactic. What’s weirder is that Jim, who is 23, called his dad on the phone in a panic about this clog, which strikes me as kind of hysterical. Nevertheless, Jim Holeva is truly an expert excrement expediter, with the 25 large to show for it. But how his story beat out the woman who dropped her dentures in the airplane bathroom and came out with a blue smile is beyond me. —Posted by David Kiefaber

March 23, 2007 in Kiefaber | Permalink

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Wow, that was such a boring story. That was the best of the best? I mean they finally did the thing that you aren't supposed to do...they took on poo and some dude using a ski pole was the best one. What a bummer.

Posted by: AnnieW | Mar 23, 2007 3:40:07 PM

I have to agre with Amiee. I just had a "sitation" a few minutes ago that was more exciting.

"That poop was the shit my friend."

Posted by: mike mcallen | Mar 26, 2007 11:12:05 PM

I entered that contest after reading about it on Adfreak. My entry was a lot more interesting than the snooze fest that won.
Here is my cloggy moment:

It was a hot summer day and I was coming home to my
apartment from a job interview. I had a suite and tie
on and I had to go bad, I was crowning. I found some
parking and ran toward my apartment. My roommate had a
some friends over from the night before and one of
them had left me a little surprise. We had one
bathroom in our place and I could smell that something
was wrong when I entered the apartment.

What I saw next has haunted me for many years. There
was brown water and what looked like stew meat up to
the rim of the toilet. It was 90 degrees in the
bathroom and I really had to go. So, in a tie and nice
dress slacks I grabbed the plunger and started to
attack the toilet. The stew meat someone had left me
splashed on to the floor and my slacks.

I grabbed some Drano and poured it into the the pot of
stew. Now the bathroom smelled like bleach and poo! I
grabbed the plunger and worked it again even harder.
Above the toilet was a small shelf on the wall that
had a candle with decorative pebbles in a glass vase.
While plunging I accidentally knocked the whole candle
thing into the toilet: glass, pebbles and stew. I had
to run to a grocery store to relieve myself. I never
found out who left that train wreck in my bathroom.
Payback is due!

Posted by: Brian | Mar 27, 2007 3:48:34 AM

Brian, I don't like to throw the term "hero" around. But you are the greatest hero in American history.

Posted by: David Kiefaber | Mar 30, 2007 2:01:38 AM

That story is weak! Mine was better, I leaked poo from the first floor to the basement through hardwood floors, at my girlfriends house! her dad had to help clean it! Top that fuckers! I got robbed!

Posted by: ben | Apr 1, 2007 12:26:19 AM

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