Approximately 750

That is how many squares of Scott Tissue it takes to clog up my toilet when they are all flushed at once.

Aurora was looking for me while I was playing with Aspen on the floor in the living room, I hear her call for me, so I say "what" (don't all moms?) then she comes running out, talking 100 miles a minute, "Chase has made a really big mess with water in the back bathroom! AND he is playing in the toilet with toilet paper!" So I got back there and here he is looking a little freaked out and the floor is covered in water that obviously came from the toilet! How? You may wonder did I know, well the flotsam and jetsum floating on the floor in the water was a dead give-away! No yucky stuff but lots of TP! So I get Chase out of the bathroom and manage to remain what I think is calm, I was not doing great but I was making a valiant attempt. As I pulling out towels to soak up the water I notice under the cabinet to the sink, the culprit, the bad character that undoubtedly started the entire fiasco...a duckie, a rubber duckie trying to bob along in water too shallow, and looking guilty. The reason I blame the duck, is that Chase has floated the duck in anything and everything he could for days, including dishwater, dog water and the water in the washer while I was soaking some clothes. I am not sure of the actual events prior to the flood, but I know the duck must have been involved somehow.