…and so then, the toilet said, “Glug, glug.”
March 2nd, 2007 by Mrs Eaves
When your toilet starts talking to you, you know it’s time to make your once yearly date with this fine fellow.
You readin’ this, Bos?
…and so then, the toilet said, “Glug, glug.”
March 2nd, 2007 by Mrs Eaves
When your toilet starts talking to you, you know it’s time to make your once yearly date with this fine fellow.
You readin’ this, Bos?
March 2nd, 2007 at 3:07 pm
Ahh, the smell of spring…
March 2nd, 2007 at 3:12 pm
Ugh - that’s crappy. hahahahahaha
March 2nd, 2007 at 7:01 pm
Oh, joy of joys. The crapper’s back talking us. Getting that thing fixed last time nearly killed me.
March 2nd, 2007 at 8:53 pm
I highly recommend you clear its throat before you get to the point I did a year and a half ago when I woke up in the middle of the night to my toilet, sinks and bathtub throwing up every time the sump pump turned on. (Which was a lot because we were having a downpour of rain at the time.) It was something out of a horror film I swear! Dark black spewing straight up from all drains! I kid you not! The Rotorooterguy broke off one of his bits from the end of the “drill” because the roots were so bad!