A small, blue oval was held aloft by the end of the needle-nose pliers.
“This was your problem,” he stated, as rain drizzled on our heads bent over the upside-down toilet lying in the grass.
My eyes grew large, as recognition hit me.
“Darling, little angels,” I exclaimed to his laughter.
|Marbulous Marble Run|
Oh G-man, that was my tale of woe for you in 55 words.
|Seen here is the blue disk discovered in its foiled escape from my house|
and remember, "If it's yellow, let it mellow. If it's brown flush it down" So says Wikipedia, and so say I.
Bwahahaha! Happy Friday!!