Three days ago, my toilet clogged, and the plunger, it did nothing. Yesterday, I bought an augur and used it to unclog the poor thing. Today, it clogged again, and the augur was needed, AGAIN.
Unfortunately, the augur got left in the bathtub, uncleaned.
My son climbed into the bathtub with his rubber ducky (he’s two), and proceeded to throw a tantrum (I guess, because the augur was in the tub when he wanted a bath?). When I went to investigate the clanging sounds, he shrieked at me, and flung the augur.
The augur, on being flung, launched the turd stuck in its end.
The turd, on being launched, bounced off of a cabinet and landed on a towel that was on the floor.
I, of course, shouted “I need backup! William just threw poop at me!”
From downstairs: the sound of Aaron’s laughter. He, of course, did nothing to help (which is OK, Kathy came to my rescue and took Crystal while I scrubbed William and the rubber ducky).
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I just finished cleaning the poo off of the cabinet. And the floor. And the outside of the toilet. I’ve cleaned up nastier messes, I’m sure, but right at the moment? I’m a little hard pressed to name one.
