my toilet got clogged. yes...i think i used too many squares for my own good.
there was no way in hell i would call up a plummer and ask for his services.
that poor guy...
so i took the plunger.
and i plunged.
i wanted to cry.
but it had to be done.
i felt my face in a twist for what seemed like eternity.
after five rounds of flushing and continuous plunging.
i won.
what was once tightly tucked inside the cranium... all drawings and writing belong to me. copyright 2019
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