not sure how i can explain this, but one thing to keep in mind is that this was a 20 dollar silver ring i brought in mexico, knowing that it would most likely get fucked up skating and working out and all that. so it wasn't some blinged out ring but definitely had lots of sentimental value.
on the logistics side, i dropped it at the end of my session. all i heard was a loud ping and the ring was out of sight. the toliet was a mess, it wan't just like one or two logs, it was basically a floating stack that pyrimided out of the water and the ring was under it and completely out of site. to have any hope of finding it, i would have had to have scooped some out or fished around in there with my hand. i was thinking that if i flushed it maybe the ring would stay in the bottem because it was heavy but no dice, everything was gone. and the whole time my wife was getting pissed because I kept laughing. i wasn't laughing because of my ring, it was just the gnarly, crazy ass situation i found myself in that was making me laugh. for some reason everytime i looked in the toliet and thought about putting my hand in there, i'd just bust out laughing. but needless to say that made the whole situation worse.