Fountain

I so did not need my toilet to do its best impression of a fountain this morning. Really, but no. The city had a work crew going up and down our street pumping out the lines. We heard the toilet burble, and then it turned into a fountain as air came up through the line. We stuffed a towel in it to keep the entire bathroom from being soaked. It wasn’t sewage, but I am still very, very unamused.

I think there will be a lot of unhappy people on our street when they get home from work tonight.

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