Toilet: The Fixening

One of us was about to break--I could just feel it. Finally, after just over two months or so, Reed placed a work order to fix our runny runny runny toilet. It was a silent contest between us, who could last longer. It appears I have won. But winning implies I have lost: I am clearly lazier--I mean, more patient.

We only broke the toilet silence now and then when one of us would say, "God damn toilet." And the other would say, "Yahp. We should probably get that fixed soon, eh?" And then, "Yahp." Reed would then cook his seventh meal of the day--"supper" as as hobbits would say, which comes after "dinner"--and I'd keep watching hockey.

Today, Reed is the better man. He is the man. It's his birthday too. The King's to you. Happy Birthday, you Prince of Jiggling, you Savior of Toilet.

PS: Yes, that's my Nintendo DS on top of the toilet lid on top of the toilet bowl. The lid is my DS's home. The toilet is my DS throne. In Super Mario 64 DS, there are mini games. Luigi has a casino of sorts with card games. I play Luigi's card clearing game. Every time you successfully clear 80 adjacent or diagonal cards, you get 10 points and one star. Anytime you fail to do so, the number of cards you have left is subtracted from your score and one star is taken away. My score is 6,466 with 601 stars. What does that tell you? Yes: That's a lot of poop.

Mace...out