1 st of April came early this year.
From the sounds of the water, you are on a septic tank system, or maybe a council sewerage system.
Save water, think of all of the gallons of water you use when you push the button.
Water doesn't grow on trees you know, it has to fall from the sky, a terrifying experience, soak through all that filthy dirt to reach the aquifer, hang around for years until it reaches the outlet, spring or well, race through those skinny pipes under pressure, just so it can flush your toilet
Then through more pipes to a large stinky hole where it slowly seeps back into the aquafier again, ready to do another round.
Return to the past, a 30 to40 foot deep hole, a plank with a shaped hole, If you are lucky. On the wall, hanging from a string is the local newspaper, cut/ torn into convenient sizes, ready and waiting.
This solves the problem of disposing of the paper as well, shiny magazines aren't much good for the job, too slippery.
Normal decomposition takes place, the hole never fills.
Yes, that is what the oldies had, complete with the quarter moon in the door so you could see the next user coming and yell out and prevent shocks.
Gave you a chance to catch up with the news as well.