Thursday, July 22, 2010

$189.00

I'm not necessarily mad that Lennon stole my deodorant as much as I'm upset that he flushed it down our toilet and clogged it. And that it took six weeks, a hundred phone calls, two plumbers, one bad joke by his dad and $189.00 to get it fixed.

After the plumber pulled out the culprit deodorant from the pipes:

Tod: Ahhhh! That explains it! I thought you'd been smelling kinda weird!
Plumber: Hahahahaha! Good one!
Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA fix my freaking toilet.

Except I didn't say the last part but I did fake laugh so Tod saved face in front of his new buddy.
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2 comments:

Lindsey and David said...

I hate repairmen. They are always after your money.

July 24, 2010 at 6:51 PM
Sarah said...

You crackk me up. Things that would seriously get me bothered you see as comical. I just cry. :)

July 25, 2010 at 4:13 PM

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