The mother load
Love for my good friend in Portland runs deep. Therefore, it should come as no surprise to anyone that I asked him to be our "Minister" a few years back when my wife and I got Mauied. I spent the entire past weekend with my good buddy and fondly remember what makes him so special and adorable. I spent roughly half my college years, yes all six of them, living with this guy. We have a plethora of stories about our antics that could spawn a whole separate blog. Today I will give you a snippet of an event over the past weekend which illustrates my pal's odd antics.
So my buddy, we'll call him "Scott", bought a 4 bedroom 2 bath house at the end of last year. I was cautioned by "Scott" not to use the upstairs bathroom during the past weekend. I guess that specific toilet has issues and gets a little backed up. It was suggested I go downstairs instead. Sure.. no big deal. I come back up and "Scott" is filling a two foot high bucket half full of water. Not sure what the hell he was doing, he looks at me and explains this is the way to fix a clogged toilet. I kind of snicker to myself and think, "damn this guy has watched too much of that dreadful MacGyver show as a kid". "Scott" proceeds to take the red bucket and powerfully dump the water into the toilet. Apparently this works to remove toilet clogs using pure brute force. I looked at him still laughing inside as this failed to clear the clog and stated to him, "you know plungers only cost $3-4 and can fix that right up?" He glanced at me like the word plunger was the newest hippest word he had heard.. Off to a large do it yourself place we were. Return home and I plunge the toilet for him. Problem solved!
Sometime I will give you the famous chocoalate cake story from college. It's a timeless classic!
So my buddy, we'll call him "Scott", bought a 4 bedroom 2 bath house at the end of last year. I was cautioned by "Scott" not to use the upstairs bathroom during the past weekend. I guess that specific toilet has issues and gets a little backed up. It was suggested I go downstairs instead. Sure.. no big deal. I come back up and "Scott" is filling a two foot high bucket half full of water. Not sure what the hell he was doing, he looks at me and explains this is the way to fix a clogged toilet. I kind of snicker to myself and think, "damn this guy has watched too much of that dreadful MacGyver show as a kid". "Scott" proceeds to take the red bucket and powerfully dump the water into the toilet. Apparently this works to remove toilet clogs using pure brute force. I looked at him still laughing inside as this failed to clear the clog and stated to him, "you know plungers only cost $3-4 and can fix that right up?" He glanced at me like the word plunger was the newest hippest word he had heard.. Off to a large do it yourself place we were. Return home and I plunge the toilet for him. Problem solved!
Sometime I will give you the famous chocoalate cake story from college. It's a timeless classic!
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