I forgot to plug my washing machine's mystery tube in to the bidet. In retrospect, I was relatively lucky. It could have been a lot worse. The toilet could have backed up, the sink could have exploded and my clothes could still be dirty. But as I stood in my bathroom this afternoon, barefoot and ankle deep in water that had been burped up after the rinse cycle, my thoughts were not on my astonishing luck. In fact, I even allowed myself a short moment of deep, unrestrained self pity. No matter how the following two hours worked out, they would not be fun, they would smell terrible, and they would certainly involve me wading though this pubic-hair infested muck until it was all gone. You never really think about what inhabits your bathroom floor until situations like these. At least I don't. Occasionally I'll notice the odd fingernail or hair that has made its way some place it shouldn't have, but I figure that's just part in parcel with having a bathroom. Of course it's dirty! You can't expect the place where you defecate, shave AND clip your nails to be constantly sterile. And yet ....

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Alejandro
dude, that kind of reminded me of our old shower that always got ankle deep water until i decided to get some mr. moscoloso to clear it but you were gone by that time. now just exactly whats the deal with your washing machine? you have to move a mystery tube every time you use it? and put it into the bidet? hahaha how hilarious is that?