So last night my parents came home from their anniversary trip to the beach (it's their 25th this year), and I guess they were sitting around with my brother playing a game when they heard my sister screaming upstairs...
"Help me! Help me! I just pooped in the toilet and it overflowed!"
Thank God I was at work or I probably would have been roped into the family adventure of mopping up the mess...
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Oh my.
I think that's the kind of drama you would prefer to live with, yucky or not!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
By the way, welcome home Dad and Mom. Hope you had a great anniversary. Nothing like a little reality to slap you up-side the head when you get back, huh?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You better start locking your door when you sleep. Becca might kill you for posting this...
EXCUSE ME! I WAS NT THE ONE TO POOP! I just cleaned everything up for you, thank you very much.
It's okay, you can deny it all you want... I have my 9-hour shift as an alibi. Meanwhile, where were you? That's right-- caught with your pants down. ;)
just playin, Becca.
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