Last night I was in the basement watching something or other on TV. Then, I heard a strangle gurgling noise coming from the bathroom. Nobody was in it, the door was open and the light was out.
What was the deal? Cat drowning?
I figured I'd better check it out. I flipped on the light, and sure enough, there was a little fountain rising about three inches above the water level. Not enough to overflow.
It was foamy and...is that a whiff of tangerine?
Turns out my wife was taking a tangerine-scented bubble bath upstairs. When she drained the tub, I guess it was more than the plumbing could easily handle, so I got a little temporary water fountain downstairs. It was kind of cute.
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