TIFU at my girlfriend's parent's house

This weekend I took a trip to my girlfriend's house as a surprise since I haven't seen her in a couple of weeks. Today started off by me getting sick after breakfast, resulting in me throwing up all the food her mom had just spent cooking. Not the best start to a day.

After dinner, I get that feeling. I have to take a shit. This wasn't any normal feeling either. I felt as though at any moment, I was going to birth a small child from my bowels. I excuse myself to the restroom and let out the most glorious, awe-inspiring fecal matter I have ever seen. The house already has somewhat shoddy plumbing, so I'm a bit worried, but I've gone there before, so I figure it's no big deal.

Then I flush. It all goes down. Relief. I flush again, as a courtesy. Uh oh. It's clogged. Luckily, there is a plunger directly beside the toilet. I plunge with a fury for a good five minutes to no avail. This sucker is clogged. I text my girlfriend, who then informs me that the only thing she knows to do is call her father in to help. After mustering up the courage, he comes in and, after minutes of plunging with multiple plungers, realizes the futility of the action.

By some stroke of luck, he had what appeared to be a plumber's snake in the garage. Unfortunately, the clog is not budging. After 45 minutes worth of work on the sucker, it's not going anywhere.

As a result, a plumber will be making a trip to the house tomorrow morning. We are down to one toilet for five people, and I am having poop jokes flung at me from all directions.