At least msbelle didn't have to deal with this: Hailstones blasted man off toilet

An Austrian man, Martin Bierbauer, was blasted off the toilet when huge hailstones started shooting out of it.

The crazy weather in Austria where the temperature dropped over 30 degrees centigrade in just a few days has led to freak hail storms in the country.

Martin Bierbauer said: “I heard the pipes rumbling a bit, and suddenly hailstones the size of golf balls started exploding out of the toilet like it was a popcorn machine.

“There was an avalanche of ice that quickly filled the toilet, then the entire flat, and eventually the entire building.

“I ran down the stairs with the hailstones following me, and other residents did the same.”

The incident was caused by hailstones flooding into a local drain during a torrential downpour, which became blocked. The pressure become to great and the hailstones had to go somewhere and they came out through the toilets.

With pictures.

If he is some sort of relative in a way that's difficult to explain which sometimes may even require drawing diagrams, then I'd say he's a cousin.

It really just shows the tenuous grasp I have on my family relations. I'm pretty sure he's a first cousin, I'm just shaky on this particular branch of cousins. I have 38 first cousins, and some of them I've only met once or twice. This guy, I think, is from the family of 15, most of which I have only met once.

Funny cat video: [link]

No really, it's really funny.

::staggers in, waves, goes to collapse in corner::

I'll be here for the next week or so. Carry on. Did I miss anything? (she says wryly)

And juliana, jz, and Nanita, I can't BELIEVE we didn't get any pictures together. I put it down to my brain leaking out of my left ear.

This day doesn't seem to end.

Coffee, you're my only friend now. I luv you. Yes I do. Oh yes I do.

It really just shows the tenuous grasp I have on my family relations.

Oh, I know what you mean. On my mom's side, I have first cousins whom I probably never met (way way older than me, several of them already grandparents to grown children). But then, there are the second-cousins and the honestly-I'm-not-sure-how-they're-related-to-us who are around my age who used to stay with us on occasion during summer vacations and the like, which I don't only know but am quite fond of, so there's that, as well.

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I can't BELIEVE we didn't get any pictures together.

Barb, clearly you have to go again. And have lots and lots of fun. Just for the pictures, of course.]

My office chair has developed a list. I fear I shall soon capsize....

Yay for msbelle's toilet!

I have 38 first cousins

Woah.

An Austrian man, Martin Bierbauer, was blasted off the toilet when huge hailstones started shooting out of it.

I misread this as being an Australian man, so I was going to say something about how I know the toilets flush backward down there, but I didn't think that meant OUT of the toilet. But then I realized it's Austria, so that's not funny.

I have a headache and don't want to be here.

And to all Australians, happy Picnic Day!

eta: OK, apparently Picnic Day is only for Aussies in the Northern Territory.

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