Water, water every where, nor any drop to drink

[Jack Daw]

My master bedroom is conveniently on the first floor near the kitchen. For a bachelor, it's important for the fridge to be conveniently located.

[WeaselMender]

I am told that when I was a child, about 2 or 3 maybe, we had some toilet trouble in our home. My dad went to purchase whatever it was that was broken. While he was gone I decided I would help. I found the only tool left in the area, his hammer, and.....

I bet everyone can figure out where that was going

Robert

Can you sit down yet? I KNOW I couldn't, my father shaved with a stright razor !

[WeaselMender]

When I was about five years old I watched with fascination as my slightly older cousin flushed his father's/my uncle's signet ring down the toilet. One beating later, along with ten yards of pipe ripped out of the lawn, the ring was recovered.

Several decades later, while still living in Ireland I was witness to the aftermath of a toilet falling through the floor and crashing into the room below at Clondafoy Castle. The cause of the disaster was dry rot, and the weight of the commode finally causing the floor to give way beneath it. Fortunately no one was hurt (although I secretly think death or a sever injury would have been hilarious) as we were all outside sipping Pimms at the time. It wasn't until the next morning that the damage was discovered.

MoR,
My mother had a cat that I hated (it returned the sentiment) at about the same age as you were during the "ring incident" I attempted to hasten its demise by flushing it down the dunny. It was a dismal failure, first the cat punished me with all four feet and its teeth them my mother lit my pan*ts afire. My love for that cat WAS NOT increased by the results

Weasel :ootd:

[piperdbh]

My grandmother once knew a girl who dropped her class ring down the pot and reached in to retrieve it. She (the girl) got her arm stuck, and, as it was in her college dorm, her friends had to call the maintenance man to help. He removed the throne from its moorings and carried it outside, with the girl's arm still inside, and proceded to break it off of her. I imagine that sort of spectacle drew quite a crowd. It would have at my college.

[ChattanCat]

OK, on vacation about 700 miles from home. I get a phone call from a neighbor, there is a foot of water in the basement. The power had been out for 3 days and the sump pump stopped and the rain kept coming. Bought a generator on my way back and arrived but the power was back on and the sump pump pumped out all the water that was in the basement. I returned home to a wet basement, yes it was fully furnished and had to rip out all the carpet and replace it. I didn't need the generator so I returned it to the Home D. store to resell to others that may have needed an imported generator.

[Tiny]

Here's my story of home repair, or something like it.

When I was a junior in high school my father would go out of town often for work. One such week in the winter I was home with my mother when the basement started flooding from the ground around the house being frozen and the basement being not so frozen. This normally wouldn't have been that big of a deal, as we would just turn on the subpump, except we lost power earlier that night from the storm. So armed with a 120watt power converter and 20ft of extension cable I Hooked up my car as a makeshift generator. Spent the entire night running the car/subpump for 15 min at a time. Any longer on the pump and the manual warned it would over heat and die.

This story is exactly why my parents own a generator now.