Austinist: Truesday: Trapped In My Closet

meatpillow

Wed, 11 Jun 2008 12:51:24 -0600

God that's funny! Perhaps, more funny to those of us who have struggled with similar plumbing "issues." A few years ago I changed out my toilet and was as surprised as you were by the whole female to female connection. I found the low-flow-toilet-marketing device to be amnusing - that of marketing the effectiveness of low-flush toilets by the number of ping pong balls that the toilet will dispose of in a single flush. I bought a 22-ping-pong-ball toilet.

truecraig

Wed, 11 Jun 2008 10:35:19 -0600

A broken toilet is such a great metaphor, for so many things, isn't it? Yes, Benj, I am an idiot. Goes without saying, really. Sometimes I wish that bungled toilet installations were the extent of my idiocy, but unfortunately that isn't the case. It's across the board, really. Just how I like it. Big Trash day in my 'hood took care of the old toilet, bruthanick. It sat in my front yard for a day or two, though. Looked pretty sweet. And everything that goes into a toilet is rented, so why not the toilet itself? Eh Steph?

oh steph

Wed, 11 Jun 2008 07:17:46 -0600

My toilet flushes three times in succession, but I don't own it, so I get no say in conservation methods. It's kinda funny to think about the fact that I use a rented toilet....

Benj

Wed, 11 Jun 2008 01:55:45 -0600

By the way, my first and second and only pieces of advice to those who venture to work on their own houses: a. Get a digital camera. For before and after photos (meaning: before and after you take apart the existing structure, so you can show the a-hole at Breed what you're talking about). b. Get a tetanus shot.

bruthanick

Tue, 10 Jun 2008 23:04:35 -0600

Wax donut murderer! Your old toilet did have a kick-ass double flushness to it. So, is the old toilet the new patio furniture?

Benj

Tue, 10 Jun 2008 20:51:03 -0600

You're fucking retarded, Craig. But my desire to laugh at your foolishness wanes as I recall the many, many times I've engendered parallel situations, wifey coming home me covered in dirt and pvc primer and bald-face lies designed to make my actions seem less stupid than they were. ...Although the mounting Home Depot charges are more difficult to conceal. Ah, homo-nership.

shototsu

Tue, 10 Jun 2008 17:47:02 -0600

I can't decide what is more entertaining, the crapper or the crapee. This bathroom is a never-ending source of amusement. It's very Freudian.