HP: I'm not going to make any comments about the convo you and Corri are having, except to say the obvious: pay attention. Save her comments so you don't have to go searching too hard to find them when you need to read them over. I have a file I keep of "corri's bullseyes." 'Nuff said.
What I am going to comment on is my deep gratitude to you for making coffee nearly spray out of my nose as I read your toilet story! My GAWD, I was laughing so hard, I was crying, which is not a good thing to do at 8:15 in the morning at the office. I'm pretty handy with plumbing, and can't understand why he (dumbass) threw out the plunger. They don't call them "plumber's helpers" for nothing.
This house we moved into was built in the era of the water-saving toilets, and I usually end up using the plunger about as often as I use toilet paper. I know, too much info...but the other day, my W accused me of leaving a toilet unflushed and clogged, and I said, honestly, that I didn't think I had done that, but if I did, I was sorry. DS15 stepped up and confessed, and said that he didn't know how to unclog a toilet. W looked at him and said, "oh great. Now we have two "men" in the house who are going to clog the toilets." DS15 smiled and said, "cool. Now I am a MAN!"
