Dirty Duty

This morning I knew exactly what had happened before Christa even said anything.

There was a gasp, a plop, and a scream to alert me that Christa’s engagement ring had ended up in the toilet.

Too much information? Don’t worry, I fashioned a hook out of a coat hanger while Christa kept watch on the bowl to make sure the ring didn’t go anywhere so I wouldn’t have to go noodling for the ring bare handed.

Dirty Duty Toilet

2 responses to “Dirty Duty”

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  1. Valerie says:

    omg! HAHA I’m sorry it’s funny…but not at the same time.

  2. adam says:

    damn ur handy matt

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