Toilet Trouble

Warning: Potty humor ahead–literally! There was a time in our household when I could blame at least one of our three daughters for any (almost daily) home toilet debacles. Usually, I could address these issues with a plunger, a screwdriver, a hazmat suit, or a combination of the three. Recently, though, the problem took a more sinister and mysterious turn when the commode in our master bathroom stopped flushing altogether. After some frantic, fruitless handle-jiggling, which pretty much exhausted my plumbing expertise, I naturally blamed my wife. Those who know me well realize that I’m about as handy as an extra belly button. When something goes wrong at the house, my go-to tool is my cell phone. However, this particular mishap occurred at the convenient hour of around midnight, so I thought I had better act fast or risk lying in bed and fitfully dreaming about dirty bathrooms, toilet paper shortages, and catastrophic flooding.

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