Mrs. Joe was in the laundry room tonight when she called out
“What do I do with this wire I found in the sink?”
“That’s the poo-wire from last time the kids plugged up the toilet. It had poo on it.”
“Well do you want it back out in the shed?
“Hell no, woman. Poo…on…it”
“Well throw it out then.”
“I don’t know… they plugged it three times in one week, maybe we should hang on to it, not literally, just in case.”
“Well, what do I do with it then?”
“Ahhha!”, I said edging out the side door, “this is the crux of it.”
“The what? Why do you talk like that?”
But by then I was outside and safe.
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Tuesday, December 19, 2006
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