This post is 99% shit-joke-free. You should be glad that I held back.
While you have been adjusting to a new baby and the whole family of four juggle, we have been dealing with roots.
Not the family kind. The kind that position themselves along pipes and with expert prowess, follow water, until they finally break through and wreak havoc. A tree in front of the neighbor’s house had a rather thirsty root (thicker than my leg) that followed its way to our sewer pipe and made its happy home ontop of our pipe.
I’m no plumber, but when your plumber wants to take part of the root as a souvenir…and when your plumber remarks that he has no idea how anything was possibly getting through the pipe…well that’s something.
So we went to Philadelphia for a short trip and ended up staying for two weeks. The whole thing was rather “Philly Style” as we like to say. One brother came and made the deal, but the brother who showed up on work day turned out to be the brother with tourettes syndrome. I try not to make fun of different-abilities, but I have to be honest, it made for some comic relief to a pricey situation.
Hole 3, starring the cursing plumber:
What’s that you ask? The paint on the porch looks shiny and new? Why you’re right, I painted it just a few days before everything was torn to high heavens. But thanks for noticing!
Hole 1, starring the old plumber
Hole 2, starring the workhorse (thank goodness- or we might still be there. *)
Imagine if you will, the setting of “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia,” starring plumbers related to our neighbors, in a family that jokes in rather bizarre and cruel ways… You know, can’t you just picture the Moxons, for example, planning a cook-out to watch these guys hand-dig 12-foot holes and then not offer them any of the food? Or yelling at them for blocking your steps? Or kicking dirt on your head while you’re twelve-feet-under?
Yes, of yes, it was a strange sense of humor, that family… and they all sound just like the starts of “It’s Always Sunny…” and their pasts? Probably not that far off either.
But now, you can poo in peace, knowing that we have a new sewer line that is root free.
Somehow, it’s hard not to want to spend that kind of money on a fabulous trip or something…
* not that I would mind too much
wingandnest
Linnea
Now why would you go and make your post 99 percent shit-free? Poo jokes are hilarious. Bring the gutter, you know I’m pretty much already there.
I love it that ‘It’s Always Sunny..’ is actually kind of accurate in its portrayal of Philly. I’m not jealous of your plumbing woes (did I tell you? We finally had another little leaky pipe after almost a year of not calling our friends, the plumbers), but I’m actually a little jealous that I didn’t get to listen in on that banter. The plumber with tourettes alone… ohhhh, golden.
p.s. … are you sure he had tourettes? Maybe he just really hates being a plumber.