Frenchie
Jack of all trades
When I was kid, like 12 or 13, we had a house with a toilet in the basement. Rats would swim up into it, once a year or so, generally in the spring, or after heavy rains. No big deal, they can't climb out, the porcelain's too slippery. After awhile, they drown. You don't have to wait for them to drown, though, to flush them.
Try telling that to my mom! She found the first one, still alive. Ran out, closing the door, put a big note on the bathroom door for me & went out. I got home from school, it had drowned, I flushed it... She never used that bathroom again, ever after, for as long as we lived in that house.
Try telling that to my mom! She found the first one, still alive. Ran out, closing the door, put a big note on the bathroom door for me & went out. I got home from school, it had drowned, I flushed it... She never used that bathroom again, ever after, for as long as we lived in that house.