Didnt he use to play for us?i shat blood toda
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Didnt he use to play for us?i shat blood toda
cant believe im posting in here but ive been bricking ALOT lately, just last thursday i done 5 'full' bricks in the day
Definitely an appropriate question...
I had a dump this afternoon and it was an easy brick. Slide out. Flushed,hands washed etc etc. Go back for a tinkle an hour later,1 chunk is still bobbing. Bog roll on it,tinkle,flush.
Lift the lid for a tinkle about 90 mins later,still there. Water deteriorating. I fudging despise that. To be fair its a monster,looks like half a chocolate swiss roll. Bog roll,tinkle,flush.
I am yet to go back in. How do you get rid of that "brick" without a bog brush? I will never use one in my own home because it disintegrates the brick leaving said brush coated in log.
I have tried extra andrex hoping it catches hold of the turd midflush but it's a stubborn motherfudger. Is it just a case of keep flushing or is there a trick to get rid? It might be gone now but if it isn't i need tips.
if you don't want to get poo on the toilet brush (understandable from a hygiene point of view) pick it up, crumble it into little pieces between your hands, disperse poo crumbles back in toilet, wash your hands BEFORE flushing (that word "hygiene" again!) and THEN flush...
I'm here for further advice between 9-6 every weekday. I thank you.
But how do you turn the tap on? You can't run it "just in case" due to the drought. What should we do?
(sigh)...you have to use your hands to turn the tap on. Turn tap on, wash hands, then wash tap with soapy warm water, then wash hands again and then press flush, safe in the knowledge that during the entire interaction you have been as hygienic as possible...
What is a full brick
Thanks. I was getting worried I would have crusty tap handles. The situation has been saved thanks to your timely intervention
BTW Marky, what the hell are you up to these days that you're too busy to revive this thread once in a while! I remember they days when you owned it, stalking the earth with the sort of noxious nasal tales which made grown men cry. COME ON MAN!
You put your cats bricks down your toilet