Oh jeez. I have so much sympathy for Ananya. I have my own version of that where it was my poo the stopped up the toilet in a friends *pristine* wall-to-wall carpeted home (including said bathroom), with the gold veined mirror walled living room and couch no one was allowed to sit on. I was traumatized. I was 15. I'm 67. I still haven't gotten over it...
The wall-to-wall carpet is the best detail here. Ooh, so brutal. That said, if nobody was allowed to sit on the couch, I think you did those tight asses a solid. ;)
Always refreshing to read your stories....well maybe more so if you added in a Fabreze Air Spray somewhere along the way. Always a good one and never quite sure where you are going, until you actually get there. Much fun and added to a somewhat hot and gloomy day, even as the sun shines and burns thru my skin as I pass under it.
Triggered 🤣 I think the toilet thing is a right of passage—and you do look for something to end yourself with. Beyond the potential for Hep A is the embarrassment at school the next day. I’m glad your girls made it to the other side unscathed.
I too was a victim of someone else’s bathroom treachery. My brother used to blow up the bathroom, leave it there to show his friends and tell them I did it…
That's the most brotherly thing I've ever heard. While I've never been the type of person to look at my toilet contributions and say, "Hey, let's put on a show!" I do find those people sort of hilarious. Of all the things to be proud of...
What are the five words you never want to have to say at a party?
"Do you have a plunger?"
Right up there with, "Why is there no pulse?"
And “I think that’s going to stain”. Second to “Do you think they’ll notice?”
Change "going to" to "gonna" and this thread could be the premise for an anthology show called Five Terrible Words.
Oh jeez. I have so much sympathy for Ananya. I have my own version of that where it was my poo the stopped up the toilet in a friends *pristine* wall-to-wall carpeted home (including said bathroom), with the gold veined mirror walled living room and couch no one was allowed to sit on. I was traumatized. I was 15. I'm 67. I still haven't gotten over it...
The wall-to-wall carpet is the best detail here. Ooh, so brutal. That said, if nobody was allowed to sit on the couch, I think you did those tight asses a solid. ;)
There's very little in this world that is better than a friend showing loyalty in a time of need. This is a poem to that feeling.
Faith in friendship is the best.
I was laughing so hard I was crying during charlee and ananya’s text exchange (thank goodness I didn’t have to pee!)
I may have to annotate all of their text exchanges...
Good one Norm.
Really, the girls did all the work.
Always refreshing to read your stories....well maybe more so if you added in a Fabreze Air Spray somewhere along the way. Always a good one and never quite sure where you are going, until you actually get there. Much fun and added to a somewhat hot and gloomy day, even as the sun shines and burns thru my skin as I pass under it.
Funny enough, I usually know where I'm going just not how I'm gonna get there. Stay cool. ;)
The writing behind my substack. Sometimes I don't get there, then forget where I was going.
Triggered 🤣 I think the toilet thing is a right of passage—and you do look for something to end yourself with. Beyond the potential for Hep A is the embarrassment at school the next day. I’m glad your girls made it to the other side unscathed.
I too was a victim of someone else’s bathroom treachery. My brother used to blow up the bathroom, leave it there to show his friends and tell them I did it…
That's the most brotherly thing I've ever heard. While I've never been the type of person to look at my toilet contributions and say, "Hey, let's put on a show!" I do find those people sort of hilarious. Of all the things to be proud of...
Who the heck invented brothers, anyway??!
A sadist, I imagine.
He always says he was there first and I was the intruder.
I got the same comment, and I paid for it all my life.
Just like a brother to call dibs on the right to exist.
I’m laughing out loud ! Hilarious!! I haven’t laughed this much in such a long time!👏🏻💕🙏🏻
I screenshot this comment and showed it to my daughter. She stood up tall, raised her hand high, then performed a dramatically ceremonious bow.
Grateful we got to give you some yuks. :)
Thank the Democratic Convention....