Saturday, January 19, 2008
Sorry, you can't shit here
Ang's bathroom will be closed for business for about a day starting this afternoon. We will temporarily remove her toilet while we tile her shit room. If you need to drop an even prime, please use the gas station down the street. There is a new restaurant downstairs, but it's a classy joint, goddammit. Save your buttery, walnut-filled dump for Applebee's or Red Lobster.
Uh-oh. I wish I had read this post earlier.
Um, there may be a bit of a mess for you to clean up.
Awwww... Aw--NO! NO way. Oh my Go--it's even on the... Is that a Skittle? *crunch* No. No, that was not a Skittle. That was not a Skittle at all.
You make it sound so romantic.
Kevin, it is romantic. The tools and my belongings from the bathroom scattered haphazardly around the place and the aroma coming from back there creates the perfect boning atmosphere!
Nothing says let's do it like a glass of cognac and reruns of This Old Yankee Workshop.