Maybe you should wash those towels
At my girlfriend’s parents’ house, where I visited for the first time this Thanksgiving, you have to hold the handle after you use the facilities to make sure that everything is safely whisked away.
“The toilet exploded,” I said to my girlfriend as I returned to the living room.
“Tell me you’re kidding,” she said, her voice flat as she studied my face.
“I am,” I admitted. “I didn’t want to risk clogging the toilet, so I sat on the edge of the bathtub and went in there. Then, I ran the water to get rid of it, but some of it kind of floated around instead of going down the drain. So, I took off my sock and kind of tamped it down the drain with my foot. Then I dried off my foot on the towels and put my sock back on.”
She relaxed and smiled back. “Look at how proud you are! Look at that smile. That’s your I’m-so-proud-of-myself face.”
“Yeah,” I said. “Maybe you should throw those towels in the laundry.”
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