"So, they ventured into the dark unknown behind the gas station, only to be greeted by empty nothingness—definitely not a place to take care of their business. But did they throw in the towel? ABSOLUTELY NOT. They made their way back to their car when, in the gloom of 8:27 PM, a glowing beacon of neon promise appeared: Jimmy's. With no other options, they stepped through the glass doors into a warm, cottage-like bar.
At first glance, they felt like kids among seasoned patrons, but the urgent need to go propelled them forward. They were immediately met with kindness and hospitality. After using the restroom, however, they faced an unfortunate mishap: the toilet began to OVERFLOW. THE HORROR. Whether it was the wrath of the gods or some cheeky spirits at play, the girls knew they had to act fast. 
The staff was incredibly gracious, quickly stepping in to help them clean up this excretory eruption. The challenge seemed insurmountable, but they realized they were fighting for more than just themselves—they were fighting for the greater good. After much effort, the restroom was finally clean! Huzzah! Although the group didn't get a chance to try the food, it smelled heavenly, and they were tempted to stay a little longer. However, they realized they had overstayed their welcome. With warm farewells and fond goodbyes, they continued on their journey.
They faced minor hiccups like losing a car key and a winning lottery ticket worth a whopping NINE DOLLARS, but they pressed on in search of the "bread of life"—a rare artisan loaf that would grant them immortality. In closing, whoever helped them unclog that toilet is a SAINT and deserves a RAISE immediately for her kindness. And thus concludes their adventure: "There and Back Again: A Toilet's Tale.""