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Plunging through the day

Happy Thursday, humor seekers. You should push on to your next destination. Here is all I have for today:

I need a plunger.
I do not own a plunger.
I believe (but do not know for sure) that it is socially unacceptable to ask to borrow someone else's plunger.
Therefore, later today, I will take three grumpy children to purchase said plunger.
I do not know where one could procure such an item.

I'm on target to have a bullshit day. Well, it won't be bullshit but it'll be something.

If you talk to anyone over there at humor-blogs do me a favor and ask them if they have a plunger I can use.
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Anonymous said…
Target sells "designer" plungers (don't ask how I know this) but your standard model could be purchased at any hardware store. I love your blog. I'm a lurker. :-)
8:46 AM
Anonymous said…
i can honestly say, you don't want to borrom my plunger. it gets lots of use. ick.

anyway, i say go to walmart. i hate to say it, but i love this place. i must be secretly white trash.
8:54 AM
Anonymous said…
you also don't want to BORROW it. (stupid nails)
8:55 AM
Anonymous said…
"Plunging through the day." Is that like "Dashing through the snow"? Sorry to hear about your turlet troubles. In comparison, it makes my day of sitting in class look...not so bad (but not good)! Thanks - you're the sh!t!
9:00 AM
Anonymous said…
I dont have a plunger.. either.

Mind picken me one up too?

Hehe.
9:19 AM
Alice said…
I'm gonna give you my free advice. Buy a small circular garbage can too to keep the plunger in when you're done. I wouldn't want our plunger touching anything but the inside of that can.
12:18 PM
Unknown said…
Hey

Great blog you have here, I came across it just the other day. I tried writing a blog myself and know first hand how hard it is to keep it fresh, constantly thinking of new topics to write about.

If you’re stuck, an idea to blog about is these funny videos Granville Island Brewery is promoting in Vancouver. They are based on the TV show intervention and have friends holding interventions for such ridiculous things like wearing a Speedo and sun visor. Some good one liners with a awesome and completely obvious product plug.

Check them out at www.vancouverinterventions.com

Just thought I could lend a hand to a fellow blogger. Keep on writing.

Sean
1:51 PM
Anonymous said…
Now see, if you had purchased the "designer" Target plunger, it would have come with it's own little bowl to rest in when it's not in use. :b Of course, locking it up is the better option all around. LOL!
3:23 PM
Sully Sullivan said…
eBay.

I'm totally serious. No I'm not. But you may be able to find a celebrity plunger on there or something. "PDiddy used this to clean a horrific clog induce by the largest of his 16 bodyguards. Fifty cents!!!!!*






*$200 shipping.


For realsies though, any hardware store should have one.
11:52 PM
Anonymous said…
I don't know about it being socially unacceptable to borrow a plunger, but if someone borrowed mine I don't really think I'd want it back.
8:23 PM
Leigh's Husband said…
First of all, there are tons of hot women at Walmart in a trailer trash sort of way. I hope you had your plunger in the cart. Because that is like buying gold and you were the envy of all the shoppers that day. If you hit the WM McDonalds for the rugrats, then that would have been more than any person could ask for!
9:46 PM
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