And then, in my usual struggle to convince my college daughter that her parents have anything happening in our lives back in in old Chicago, I mis-crowed on a FaceTime call that we’d acquired two toilets “that flush seven bowling balls!”
“Ummm, no, Dad. That’s impossible.”
“No, really! There’s a picture of it right on the box!”
“Dad, I don’t care what it says on the box, I’m telling you …”
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