Thursday, February 05, 2009

If It Weren't For Bad Luck. . .

I was just sitting here trying to relax and watch some downloaded IT'S ALWAYS SUNNY IN PHILADELPHIA when I noticed some squishy noises coming from the bathroom; I finally got curious enough to see what it was, and found that the bathroom was flooded with about two - three inches of water.

I'd left the tap running a bit, and a rag that I'd masturbated into earlier had clogged up the drain, causing the sink to overflow and flood the bathroom.

That's maybe the fourth or fifth time I've flooded the bathroom or kitchen in the eight years I've lived here; the biggest hassle is when the steel-toothed old bitch from downstairs comes up to bark at me.

So I just ignored her when she rang, but she went and got the landlady. . .

I told 'em the drainage pipe broke while I was showering.

Then I had to go in and break a pipe real quick, because they'd brought a plumber with them and wanted to look at it.

Good thing that the plumbing is in such shitty condition anyway.

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