Not carrot related but I have a toilet story.
Couple years ago, skiing weekend, 'bout 20 of us, huge place rented up in Blue Mountain. We potlucked it for the weekend and I made chili. Somehow the crock-pot got left on for about 12-18 hours. Cleaning up Sunday morning and I discovered my chili still on, stuck into a burnt sticky mess at the bottom of the pot. I decide to flush it. BAD IDEA. Clogs the toilet completely. Now water is overflowing, I can't find a plunger or the likes and the water is headed towards the door. I am panicky, run into the kitchen and grab my bud Dale, indicating that the toilet is overflowing and I can't find the plunger. Dale rips into the other bathroom, grabs the plunger and starts giviner on the toilet I have just clogged. No questions asked, he just starts to help out. AT THIS POINT DALE HAS NO IDEA THAT IT IS JUST CHILI!!!!
Now that is a true friend.
We laugh about it now but I've always wondered what was going through his mind when he was aplunging away!