Blood Throne

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Travelin Corpse Feet
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Blood Throne

Post by Travelin Corpse Feet » Fri Nov 05, 2010 3:55 pm

The holy plumber smites… is the legend carved into the oak-handled plunger in Phil’s hand. There was more, but the toilet’d taken the rest. Phil crosses himself at the threshold of the bathroom. The cold throne left his mentor with only enough strength to hurl the plunger from the room, gasping, “Take it!” before sucking he and his wiseman’s beard into the filth.

Phil, young, senses he’s unworthy. The homeowners, Bill and Nancy, look on anxiously as he adjusts his rosary. He knows what comes next; sucks air in through his teeth, whistles, and says, tearfully, “This… won’t be cheap.”
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Re: Blood Throne

Post by Thomas Daulton » Fri Nov 05, 2010 4:45 pm

Yep, I've had plumbing problems like that. They mainly happen in these old Victorians...
"All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost." --J.R.R. TOLKIEN

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