WARNING: extremely foul video, do not watch while eating, digesting, considering eating, or thinking about using a bathtub, ever.
"The horror, the...horror" as Col. Mistah Kurtz would say. I'm not sure anything will ever smell good to me again, ever. And I am definitely sticking to showers from now on.
I know, I know - some people in Attiwapiskat don't even have indoor plumbing. I will be the first to admit that bitching about turd-water in my whirlpool tub is a very very middle-class first-world problem, but a bathtub full of shit is a bathtub full of shit -- and it's not something you want to wake up to, ever.
Our ace superintendent/fix-it guy WS dropped everything and charged over the hill like the Light Brigade, but 4 or 5 hours later his independent entrepreneur plumber guy was a no-show.
Thankfully, WS whistled and BAM! Those "lazy, overpaid union thugs/parasites on the public purse" you hear so much about on SUN TV, who work for the city public works department here were able to come by within an hour on a statutory holiday and unclog the drain at no cost to me. Hurray for public employees!
It turns out a root from our neighbour's maple tree had grown into the old clay sewer line connecting our older home to the street.
Somewhere there's a political joke in here about maple trees, shit and Stephen Harper, but I'm too tired and just plain grossed-out to come up with it right now.
In other news:
Digby asks "Who would Jesus Taser"