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She grabbed the blue Dawn from under the sink. Squirted a generous, cheerful dollop. It looked like a melted Smurf.

“Yes, genius. It’s getting worse.” unclogging toilet bowl

Slorch. Slorch. Slorch.

He pulled the auger back slowly. On the end of the coiled wire, dripping and grotesque, came the culprit: a soggy, greyish wad of dental floss, cotton fluff, and something that looked suspiciously like a hairball. She grabbed the blue Dawn from under the sink

“I see it,” he said. “The cotton pad. It’s stuck right at the trap. The soap almost got it, but it’s clinging like a coward.” dripping and grotesque

Defeated, she sat on the edge of the bathtub and called her brother, Leo. Leo was the kind of guy who fixed things with duct tape and confidence.

Slorch. SLORCH. GLUB.