Several years ago, I dreamed of camping by a mountain stream. About 3:30 am, Bud got up to go to the bathroom, stepping into about two inches of standing water. The plumbing under the bathroom sink had sprung a leak, flooding the house, hence my dream about the babbling brook. We were both sloshing around like mad, though clearly, nothing we did was going to make a great difference right then, except for cutting off the flood and opening the doors to let the house drain. We were surveying the damage when Bud went back in the bathroom for solace and discovered the greatest loss of all, soaked toilet tissue. I can still hear his heartbroken cry. “Well, <%#>*^. ;3~#}”£! I spent my last two bucks on toilet tissue and didn’t even get to take a s___!
His last $2…..bummer, for sure ! ☺
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Sometimes life is just cruel.
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Omg this is so funny! 🙂
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Back to the bits of newspaper or grass then !! I can still remember using one of those horrid outside loos with squares of newspaper hanging on a nail on the wall. You had to sit and rub it while you did your business, to soften it so it could be used. And you ended up with ink all over your hands and you know where else 🙂
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How about the catalog and brown paper bags.
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Ouch – we never had those ! Paper bags were used for other things. Don’t know what they did with catalogues!
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You tear them up rub them to soften and use for TP.
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Talk about the last straw!
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Priceless!!!!!
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Oh dear! Soggy toilet roll esp. When you realise that u need it. Not funny! Funny story though! 🙂
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Bud still mourns.
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Thanks.
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Ach, that’s really adding insult to injury. I sympathise with him.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx
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It’s a quote we’ve used often through the years when totally defeated.
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Hey Linda,
I couldn’t help but laugh at this soggy story lol 😀 ‘…when Bud went back in the bathroom for solace’ had me in stitches even before I got to the last sentence. So funny!
But what a curious thing indeed to have dreamt of the babbling brook and woken to a flooded house! How the imagination (or intuition?) must come alive during the hours of sleep. Fascinating. Interesting also to note that it was you and not Bud who had the dream, they say a woman’s intuition is a powerful faculty, and this story would certainly seem to substantiate that.
Keep the funnies coming, they are superb 🙂
Namaste
DN – 12/09/2015
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Glad you enjoyed it!
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That is one of the funniest outbursts I’ve ever heard, and I can so sympathize!
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Yup, it can be awful having a flood.
Leslie
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Haha
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Life is hard
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Yeah!
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How sad, big damage there. And he didn’t even get to do aah well you know what lol.
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And after such a shock, you know he needed it, badly!
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