The Stink strikes back

Jan 14, 2010 15:38

Yesterday I was happy.

Reason? Well, as I was about to enter the Room of Wrath, also known as the Bathroom, something struck me.

"No Smell? Oh, thank the Maker. Praise Jesus. Lord thy Saviour. Up a whale's scrotum and all that happy stuff."

Even did a little happy-dance. Shouldn't have, come to think of it. Why? Well, as I've mentioned before. The ever Neutral Universe seems to take a rather sadistic glee in tormenting me.

I win 5000 Dollars? Trust you me. The next day, my car's engine'll fall out while I am out cruising on the highway. Repair bill? About 4995 Dollars.

Something like that did happen to me. Shit you not.

Oh well, back to the story, or whatever, at hand.

So, I got up this morning and, as usual, ventured straight for the Bathroom.

Like a fist, just as I open the door, the Stench hits me in the face to such a degree I had to really work with myself from heaving all over the floor.

That fucking bathroom has more or less turned into a Star Wars trilogy.

I wrote a couple of days ago about a New Hope? Avery's Septical Services.

Today, it was The Bathroom strikes back.

Guess tomorrow'll be The Return of Avery.

Crap...

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