The Governor plugged the toilet tonight while I was helping The Senator with his reading. I'm not sure what it is plugged with, but I found cotton swabs all over the floor, so I'm guessing that's part of the blockage. I'm sure there's lots of toilet paper, and I should probably go check and see if the nail clippers are still in the drawer because he was monkeying with them earlier today.
When I discovered the clog and hauled him in for questioning, he had the nerve to tell me, "I'm bustin out of this place."
Every day he gets yet another step closer to wearing a shock collar.
Posted by Cathy at December 7, 2005 08:50 PMI rarely use mine anymore. You can probably borrow it.
Should I bring it with next weekend?
Posted by: Kevin at December 7, 2005 10:50 PMThanks for the offer. I've still got an entire containment system from when we had our nutty shepherd-mix mutt.
But bring it anyway. We could have lots of fun with it once the Fraters gang has had a couple of beers.
Posted by: Cathy at December 8, 2005 07:27 AMI have seen what it can do to someone after a few drinks. Lets just say I was laughing to hard to tell them or make them stop!
Posted by: Zeb at December 9, 2005 12:23 PM