If you've been to my house in the past few weeks, and used my bathroom, and washed your hands like your momma taught you to do, then you know my bathroom sink has been backed up for a while, draining slower than molasses in a Michigan winter.
This morning I fixed the problem. And almost died at how gross the problem was. Hint: it was not a problem with my pipes.
Here's my story, as told in one of the best movies of all time:
3 comments:
That film just gives and gives in meaning and frivolity.
I need to do a really quick lesson in embedded-video-window-size-ratio with you... please call my assistant to schedule.
Why you no just use a bottle of Globber?
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