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Pipe Dreams

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So this morning I noticed my razor wasn’t in its usual place. There’s a cup on the bathroom sink which houses the kkk household’s toothbrushes and my razor. It wasn’t there. Figuring one the cats took it somewhere I used the better half’s razor to shave (she uses the same Gillette brand I do; she hates female razors for some reason). I then hear Mrs. kkk say, “What’s your razor doing down the drain?”

The hell? I didn’t put it down there, bitch.

Now it’s true that I shave and brush my teeth in the shower. And it’s true that I toss these items into the sink when I’m done in order to free up more shower space. But I didn’t throw the razor directly INTO THE SINK DRAIN. Especially since I put the razor back in the cup once I actually get out of the shower. Chances are one the cats has an attraction to this household item, takes it out and put it down the drain. Don’t laugh, they do shit like this. Bella and Max contantly knock pens and other shit off the kitchen island, so it wouldn’t surprise me if they get involved with bathroom antics while nobody’s home.

Well, anyway, while I was grocery shopping, Mrs. kkk was dislodging the pipe below the sink in order to retrieve the razor. She then noticed the the previous owners of this house had glued the pipe in place, or something like that. Whatever they did, it resulted in the better half destroying this pipe. When I got back from the store, she took off to the hardware place and got another pipe. After some cussing took place, she said everything was fixed. We ran some water from the faucet and she got nearly orgasmic over there not being any leakage. This of course has the over/under on when the bathroom is going to flood set at 4 days.

Oh, and while putting the new pipe on, she noted that some other thing down there is rusted out and needs replaced. What exactly? I have no clue, nor do I care. As I said before, I’m such a housewife.

Written by kkktookmybabyaway

March 8, 2010 at 10:21 pm

Posted in Life

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