Where did all the Bathrooms Go?

I needed a toilet badly. I couldn’t find one. It all started on the cursed 18 hour flight back home to L.A. The lavatory was closed the whole time. The restroom at the gas station I stopped at was out of service. I got back to my house and the toilet was clogged. My neighbors were out of town or at work. It was now approaching twenty four hours and no throne rooms in sight. I drove to the woods and relieved myself next to a bear doing the same thing. I guess they really do go in the woods.