Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Toilet humor
Woke up this morning to a bathroom drowning in water. It was pouring toward my bedroom, turtle speed, forcing me to use every towel I owned to stem the tide.
It could have been worse. Instead of mostly clear water, my feet might be covered in slimy, odorous overflow.
After the 15th towel, I was beginning to feel like this:
We have it good here in the US. Really. We could be living someplace else — like Flint, Michigan.
Don’t know what caused the problem, but as usual hubby solved it.
At this moment I have no desire to ask him how he did it. After seeing so many pictures of poopy overflowed toilets while looking for 3 meme’s that weren’t going to make people lose their lunch, I’m not ready for that particular mental movie.