aggravateda plunger...
a plugged toilet...
the scientific principles that lead to water gyser'ing outta that shithole...
in the nice "guests" bathroom no less...
all fancy-spancy...
and soaking-fucking-wet...
"how on earth did that all come about?" you must be asking yourself...
Well, I'll tell ya...
I was standing there, having a long overdue stream of consciousness,
and got fancy! (hell, ah wus in the fancy can!)
So I flushed half way through.
A previously engaged issue took hold,
and I had to stand there watching as the water level rose...
You gotta understand, once you start, stopping becomes a non-issue.
Any ways... it all started like that.
It ended with me in the garage, drinking coffee, *ahem* calming down...
Ok... back to your lives people, nothing to see here... :D
