The plunger remains the hot toy in this household. It has, of course,
been a gun and a sword (what hasn't?). Ben turned it into a horse by
sticking the plungy end into a metal bucket for a "head." Lily used it
as a magic wand (bippity boppity e coli!) . They argue over who gets it next. All this for only $1.99!
For those of you who are cringing, I'm reasonably certain that the
plunger has never been used for...plunging. I bought it for the
upstairs bathroom when we moved into this fancy pants two-bath house.
Captain Toilet Paper conducts his business downstairs, so I can't
recall a clog in the upstairs toilet (for whatever reason, I'm suddenly
reminded of when I first moved to Delaware as a kid and was confused to
find that people called the toilet a "hopper." Do they do that
anywhere else?). I'm sure it's clean enough to drink out of.
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