It was the plumber's snake she was after, all right. Turns out she needed it to clear a clog from the vacuum cleaner hose.
I got the call in the planetarium right after my last afternoon class, and the fellow who taught that night's class was right there during it. I'm not sure if he's stopped laughing yet.
And Brian, yes you do. I thoroughly expected at least one regular reader to come up with that angle; I just didn't expect it to be you. You continue to surprise.
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Especially coming from Fort Harrington. I wouldn't know if she had a problem with the plumbing or had encountered a rat in the chicken shed.
Uh, oh!
A scarier question would be, "Honey, where do you keep the snake trap?"
I have a dirty, dirty mind.
well, she means the thing you use to clean drains, right?
if you had a real living snake, she'd KNOW where you keep it.
It was the plumber's snake she was after, all right. Turns out she needed it to clear a clog from the vacuum cleaner hose.
I got the call in the planetarium right after my last afternoon class, and the fellow who taught that night's class was right there during it. I'm not sure if he's stopped laughing yet.
And Brian, yes you do. I thoroughly expected at least one regular reader to come up with that angle; I just didn't expect it to be you. You continue to surprise.
Gee, I woooooonder who you assumed that "one regular reader" would be, huh? ;)
Mike, actually. But I knew you'd be thinking it.
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