12th August, 2005
Pressure
At my new house, the water pressure is simply fabulous. After suffering for three years with a girlyman trickle of water out of my faucets, I now have a raging river of virility flooding out of my fixtures. It is, quite simply, breathtaking. Ansel Adams would have counted himself lucky to have stayed a single night in my house. Of course, such Neptunal power does carry a price; you see, the stream my showerhead produces ranges from mild exfoliation to flay you alive. At least I won’t have to worry about clogged pores anymore.
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