A childhood belief about fear of

When I was smaller, my little brother loved to hold and look at bugs. Me and my other older siblings were scared of them... even my parents. So whenever a bug found its way into our house... we'd just get Taylor, who'd play with them, then flush them down the comode, laughing as they were sucked downward.

Ashamed and embarrased that little Taylor had an advantage over us older folk, we decided to scare him. He was still pretty young with a general fear of the toilet in means of what came out of it if he wasn't careful. So we all said with strait faces that he'd better watch out for the toilet.

Why? Because we said every bug he had flushed down the toilet (Quite many), they're ghosts would shoot out by the hundreds (Like the maggots on Bones), and shoot him sky-high off the toilet to kingdom come, all the while biting him on the butt at the same time.

Instead of fearing the bugs, Taylor improvised and while we were away, stuffed and flushed an infinate amount of Quilted Northern down the loo... probably trying to create a plug of some sort

Jokes on us... we "older folk" had to clean up the flood... and the "ghosts".