The pipe is broken in at least four places. When one of the plumbers tried to sluice it out a fountain of greasy, scummy water soaked the stairs, the walls and anything else within a six foot radius.
This job may take longer than expected which, for obvious reasons, worries me more than a little. I decided, in time honoured tradition, to deal with this by drowning my sorrows:
The Good: it only took two pints as I’m a total lightweight, so was therefore very cheap.
The Bad: it only took two pints as I’m a total lightweight, so therefore looked very cheap.
The Ugly: it only took two pints as I’m a total lightweight, and the resultant hangover is disproportionately severe.
I need coffee.
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